I learned a whole lot of shit during high school None of it had shit to with high school Illuminati got half of my people's eyes closed But I'm third eye open seeing through a blindfold Chief 'n' Keef to leave my mind froze High enough to switch my time zone Ironic how the rappers that be preaching play the download And the ones that's exploiting ignorance is getting the downloads But I should keep my mouth closed Or end up the rest of em did And I ain't tryna end up like the rest of them did Much respect shout out cap steeze rest in peace BIG Life's a trip, but I ain't fallin' I mean, life's a bitch and I ain't callin' Why your bitch on my dick I ain't ballin' Just on the block with that rock I ain't spalding If they calling only six figures'll make it important They sleeping on me cause I'm the one they see when they snoring Just tryna get it paint the picture so vivid Its vision on the windows of the phantom while they tinted Who is it Capital T before the divot Always on the low like knees on a midget Get it Hot enough to make Crisco pop And I ain't stopping till the tick don't tock And that's never 'Cause it's Treelife forever And You can be the best and you still won't be better Brether She say you do it good, but she know I do it better She say you get it wet, but I can get it wetter Have her soaking wet like she ain't check the weather Then I dive up in that water I should brought my umbrella Cinderella's I don't prince charm Tell your man's just be cool, we don't mean harm I play the side of the line without the pom poms And we can fuck on the low like yours moms home So shh,h and be quiet I'm hungry like bulimics on a diet A suicide jump is the only way they flying A stroll on they bike is the only time they riding I fell off for a year how they all still behind me Uck you aggy itches I'm disrespectful with kindness Money can make people around you change too So it's all love homie when they hate you Don't let it phase you, it's a fact Nobody can replace you, Dear rap I mutherfukin' hate you, I hate you Now you don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg you feel me dawg You don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg I know you feel me dawg You don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg you feel me dawg You don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg you feel me dawg Look, you call it falling off, I call it falling back I tried to hang it up but y'all gon' make me call it back I'm all of that an a bag chips, with a bag of tricks Turn a snow bunny to money nigga no magic shit Every single dollar on my mind, that's what I have to get You wanna own the whole world, but you don't know the half of it You don't know the half of it, life is only half of it You speeding in the fast lane, dying to see what's after it But fuck it, I'm on the grind till I'm eating dirt Whit E's and percs crack colored candy call it Easter work Who's needs the work I'm on my shit blue and whites on my dick And I don't give a fuck like a virgin bitch I'm celibate But its life of the block hot like hop scotch My niggas get it popping like hot oil pop rocks Getting money and everybody hungry Got block looking like soul food on Sunday But I'm over-patient this hunger feeds motivation Most these niggas starving, they stuck fuck like fornication You know the game, the game come with the sacrifice Stack your money now 'cause you can't take it in the afterlife Afterlife is only death A dollar couldn't buy you breath Blow a whistle ref there ain't a second on the clock left Time out no intermissions timed out Got the block taped down and your body lined out Let me find out Now you don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg you feel me dawg You don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg I know you feel me dawg You don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg you feel me dawg You don't gotta feel me dawg as long as you hear me dawg you feel me dawg