[Verse: Travie G]
Uh, I’m feeling rude and I’m selfish
I’m feeling new I can’t help it
Cause you don’t really know what this wealth is
I don’t feel like sacrificing health
I feel like no one can be saved
I’m not even depressed
I’m just a little stuck in my ways
And I don’t feel that heroic
Rap n***as really dead they don’t know it
And I know you wanna call back
But they can’t be freed from the curse that’s not broken
Understand that level of heart
And this shit burns with a passion
Like it’s lit with kerosene
Yes sir, I’ve seen it in action
Understand sir that I move in a fashion
Recognize real, I see it, I catch it
Understand n***a this is not close captioned
Make money on a n***a’s death and then tax it
Affection dedicated only to a coffin
I don’t really say shit like this too often
Don’t use hands when I feel myself
Use my heart just to singe y’all selves, yeah