[Intro]
Yo Man
It's your boy Tyrell
I'mma tell you about the struggle
Ye, ya feel me?
Aight, yo I just killed my bitch
It ain't no big deal though
She's a fucking hoe anyway

[Verse 1]
Ye, yo I was living life
Man I only live once for the dice
I tell you right now, I got headlights
It sucks balls man my pubic can't run my dice
Oh baby girl, a triple
That's what that kid said
When he was fucking with my nipple
I was like damn, how you going like that
I'm the true bum, Matthew you can't even rap
Yo they call me the king
Of the mother fucking rats
It's all good baby
If you got all that crap
Ye, keep up if you feeling me girl
Thanks for the sub, you're a fucking pearl
I love you, you looking nice
I wish I would
Just touch you with my life
Touch you right in the butt
And you love it
I know you fucking love it
I won't call you a slut anymore if you shove it
Take the fucking D
Baby it all good
We chilling right now
We getting in the same fucking hood
It's all good girl, do your thing
And i'mma come home
You gon' be looking at my ding dong
Oh baby, a triple, it's done
Man, where the fuck is my gun
I think I gotta run now
It's time to go
Ditch Jones baby
With the mother fucking flow
[Verse 2]
Bars
But we ain't done
Naah we ain't done
(clears throat)
It's Weezy mother fucker
What's good bitch?
Yo what's good Weezy
Yo Ethan, I'mma tell you what it is boy
Yo, ways a struggle
For real, we all here
Trying to live life, get a record deal
But we ain't done
It's all about that honey bun
We on the run
From the cops, got my mother fucking gun
Out the window, and i'm like
POP POP
And i'm Lil Wayne baby, and i'm yes smoking pot
I'm chillin' with my girl, and I'm doing this all day
Yeah i'm from (?), bitch nothing left to say
Yo I went to jail, five times a week
And I got guns all up in my mother fucking backseat
You can't tell me the mother fucking stop
Get the fuck out my chat, with your hate and your pot
I am done, I'm done
With all this shit I see
I am Mitch Jones
And guess i'm mother fucking (?)
In the dream that they killed yesterday
They took it down, like it was a mother fucking pussy play
I'm like, nah
Baby let me just one shot
I need to go back to the life that I was in
I am done and I didn't even Sin
I might be dead tomorrow, what is up double chin
Like a, like a, like a chillin'
Yo
It's Drake baby
What's good
Young Money bitches
Aight
[Verse 3]
Ya
Weezy, I feel ya girl
But it's just how the way the world
It's how it works, and you shouldn't be pissed
I ain't trying to make you with this diss
But it's all good baby
Thank you for taking me into the team
I believe in the dream
But you know what, Krispy fucking Kreme
It's time to quit it and go next thing
What's the next thing I said
I don't know
This is Mitch Jones's back
And I might out of dope
But the fucking song is ending, and it's so fucking good
Stream
I'mma just chill in my hood
Bars