[Intro]
G-G-G-GL-GL-GL Productions

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, that's my baby, I love her
I get goosebumps every time that I touch her
So fine, center of attention
But lately when I’m in it, shit feel a lil' different
Is it? Nah, mane, I think I'm trippin’
That's my gal, dog, I know she wouldn't play a n***a
No answer 'cause she probably at the crib sleepin'
I ain't beefin', I know my lady ain't creepin’

[Interlude]
You know that bitch ain’t creepin?
N***a, is you stupid, n***a?
Every n***a fuckin' that ho, mane
That bitch a bitch, n***a
You better lock-in on that ho, n***a
A’ight?

[Verse 2]
Bitch played me, can't lie, bro
Nose wide open with a blindfold
Hotter than a pyro, sad thing is the whole time, Pro'
Ride time cuffin' this down slack, five-oh
It’s all good though, you know I had a side ho
Just to be еxact, matter fact I had five more
Smashеd her best friend, had her sneakin' out the side door
[Verse 3]
I get the feelin' that my city 'bout to finally win
Boys shinin', feelin' like it's '05 again
A lotta handshakes, a lotta unity
A whole lotta "I could do for you if you could do for me"
Yeah, I know it's 'bout to happen
This whole movement, I'm 'bout to blow up with this rappin'
And it's all love, we all reppin'
Every n***a helpin', puttin' it down for Texas

[Interlude]
What, n***a?
Man that's ol' realest shit I've ever heard in my life, mane
You don't know them ho ass n***as, mane, fuck these n***as, dog
Kill or be killed, n***a, fuck them

[Verse 4]
Ahh, ain't none of these n***as fuckin' with me
And if they sayin' that they was then they just fuckin' with me
Fuck a movement, ain't none of these n***as friend of me
Corny ass rappers is I ain't most of you n***as weak
They backstab 'cause they kin to me, my enemy
So my only enemy is my fuckin' inner me
Fuck a in-crowd, ain't none of these n***as in the street (Man)

[Verse 5]
I be trippin', reflectin' on what I'm sayin'
Just a product of a n***a rejectin' his medication
No harm meant, I'm prayin' that they could bring my meds
Nah, fuck that, I swear I meant everything I said
Throw a concert, invite all the new names to do it
Paint that bitch out then I'ma fly a fuckin' plane into it
Now that's the same as stupid, the fans love me, boy
Bitch, I am you, and why the fuck is you cuttin' me off?
I ain't (Yes, you did), insane (Yes, you is)
I wanna break away (But you can't), man, let me live
[Outro]
Damn, man like
Fuck these ho ass n***as, mane
Real talk, man
I got this shit on lock, boy
I extend my apologies to everybody
Propain, bitch
Who was offended, man, I-I
Fuck all y'all n***as, mane
That n***a
You remain my motherfuckin' partner, n***a
That n***a behind me, man, I-I can't control that n***a, man like
Where the blunt? I don't hear, cost to the hip, bitch
That's not me, man for real
I'm out here, mane
What up, n***a