Uh, take a vivid picture, no photos
Implement that shit in to your mind just so you know though
Sucker free living, I'm a say that that's the motto
So for any n***a on that sucker shit, I'm no hoe, bro
Might just have to drop a bomb, Han Solo
Got me bicken back being bool, Quasimodo
All about my paper, got to get my fucking dough, hoe
Always on the fucking go go, you a bitch like Tony Romo
N***as came around, now they extinct like Dodos
Meanwhile I'm in New York fucking up SoHo
Just bagged a new chick, Caroline, nicknamed Coco
Took her to the telly, now little baby going loco
She just give me face, ain't no fucking, that's a no no
And she going thirty early, dirty no soap though
I laugh at the haters, everything they say a joke though
And I'm screaming "Fuck 12," all these foul ass po-po
Yeah, uh, but nowadays I really miss my fucking idols
So that's the title, I grab a bible, pray for my rivals
Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle
Bodies in piles, blood rivers resemble Niles
They need survival, they need to rehearse a recital
I just sit back and listen to old Wayne songs and
Get dome from a bitch while I brainstorm
And spit flames while also making it rain, storm
You see, I can't ignore, and you n***as don't see it's in your brain
And snore, and you sleep on me until you can't no more and
Don't fake on me and try to play the boy
I don't know why I feel like nobody loves me
Or why they feel like my intentions something ugly
Or why I feel like everyone needs something from me
Or why I feel like everyone just saying "Fuck me"
Or why I feel like the opposition gon' bust me
If I gave you my heart, would you still love me?
Lately, baby I feel like nobody trust me, is it just me?