[Intro]
Hi, Kevin

[Verse 1]
Came in a foreign but left in a Civic
Most of these n***as they really ain't with it
Talking about rapping I thought you was kidding
Retro so dope I should really sell writtens
Arrogant n***as they really be lame
Feel like Obama we really need change
Lies in the truth, don't care what you claim
Where is the love you acting estranged
I play it safe, know what you make, n***as ain't making no bank (Tae Retro)
Hop in the whip, then I go missing, most of y'all really be tripping (That's the truth)
Yea I was broke, I needed hope, couldn't find a way to cope
Come teach a lesson, about depression, don't really care for the flexing (I don't)
Don't care for flexing these n***as get mad
Your tape looks better inside of a bag
Ain't talking money I'm talking bout trash
Come to the stu and you leave in a dash
Come over shorty you leave in a second
I'm getting mad, like who is you testing
Been had the kick they should call me lil' Tekken
Boyfriend is mad, that n***a be stressing

[Verse 2]
Vice City, feel like Tommy Vercetti
Pull up on you with a Glock and machete
N***a let's do it I hope that you ready
Yea her name Sarah but she gave me Becky
Double the profit pull up and I get it
That n***a snitching I know he ain't with it
We're rapping fails, I go start a business
I'm breaking records you caught me at Guinness