I'm so sick Don't got time I'm getting rich You ain't special I got hoes all on my dick I got bitches fighting Like I'm Michael Vick Bitch I ball like Patrick Ewing on the knicks Bitch I'm up Bitch I'm up up All black on like a spur No small talking I'm an introvert Hop up in that foreign, than I skurt They was hating now they hit me for a verse I been searching, looking Can't find myself All your love is fake Yeah I can I tell Doing all I can All by myself Can't find my way out of this hell Yeah I ball like I'm Giannis Want it then I cop it Want it so I got it I don't need no hoes Don't ride no for doughs I'm moving slow mo Lotta people round me they don't wanna see me up All you haters goofy standing next to Donald Duck If you see me out in public do not dab me up I don't need your love cause I know that shit fake as fuck