Well$
My First Single
Death killed the 16 years old pop star
Age, game and number, if I’m rich he giving life jar
Shades of a show man, the industry is dirt
I be damned if I’m Gary Coleman, trust fund living
Perfected to the tea, sweet mix no lipton
N***as back pedalling, eating with my elbows on the table
I’m settled in, immaculate taste
Make sure it’s penciled letterman
First class flight, being greased with different women
Lookin for a tip in life
But hey, shit don’t always go my way
But baby girl for tonight, you can make my day
The allure of a rock star, damn I embrace
In my 15 star and now we’ll go
I know it’s getting kinda hard bein patient
Second place finish is my n***a’s back home
13 getting millitant, shots to your cranium
Elephant in the room, leave the team in the stadium
4th quarter michael, listen up I’m speaking publicly
It’s lonely at the top, I’ll be damned if I need company
Accompanied by the team of course
A bunch of gone rascals
We the team of choice, a few lucky ladies
And a coupel sneakers connaisseurs, eating the green
Like a bunch of healthy omnivores
Eating like a giant, big butter till you eli
Put surgical precision down feel, throwing bomb fly
Word to these sp’s, george forman, southpark
Heavy handed left be, you looking at a premadon surely
Magic Johnson, pick and roll to James Worthy
Show time, lucky late girls I done laced up
Fucking the game n***as watching how I came up
My watch suicide, no time for waiting
Never be compased, you n***as can’t be sleepin
Something like a lesbian, the way my n***as eating