Nowadays people
Are so mean
Gotta stay so fresh, so clean
I'ma have to cop me a pair
Of those big boy jeans
I be shooting my threes
Like it's nothin'
And people always trynna make assumptions
It's always unfair
Twenty thirty-five, I'm running for major
I'm trying to get a milly
And you over here acting so silly
I don't want your love
Can't you see? I'm trying to catch a dub
I'm chasing my dreams
And doing my deeds
You didn't have to be so mean
I thought you were in love with me
But I guess not
You wasted my time
Get out of my face you thot

All you is a distraction
And rapping on beats is my passion
I wish things can go away like it's Magic
Tell the teacher, I will be absent
If I take 2 shots, I will be dead
But at least I knew
I was trying to get the bread
And it's time to get outta here
And face my fears
What do you think of me rapping on beats?
Why don't you take a seat?
And fall asleep
You don't care about me
That's okay
Just don't expect me to make your day
I got that strap on my waist
Just in case
We bout to do the race
And can you get out of my face
And you know I got the fame
And I'm not ashamed
I'ma shoot you in the brain
And you know I got my gang