[Verse 1]
Hear we go
I wasn't really planning to go change the flow Coz all my raps will blow
No one really wanted me to rap like Cole
Normalizing mumble rapper's wack as fuck

I'm back to choke ya, better catch your throat
All my bitches told me that I'll never blow
All my n***as told me that I lack the dough
I'm rapping and you tell me that I crack a joke

My track on crap mode track the flow
Nevertheless my dope Shit takes the Coast
I wonder how lo-ng a n***a gonna stay so broke
It makes a n***a feel like he was he was meant to crawl
But I gotta figure all my еnding goals Before my ending crawls
I lovе it when I rise but I ain't the goat
Yet...but a yet is never known

Heat inside of me
And don't you ever take it as an irony
Or an irony, heat firing
Bitch please suck on me
Lick it's fine with me

I love it when you look at me like Thiny did
I see you love it coz my dick is highly thick
I see your eyes are evil and I believe
That i'mma never come like you always wanted me to
I never lie coz I might be good to be true
You wonder why my Momma never chose to be two...
...faced, she straight like my blueish pencil
Turn your pencil to be a pistol
The Only Person That Could Ever Change You
The Only Person That Could Ever Change You Is You

[Verse 2]
Mh Uh... Yes Or No? I don't think you've cracked the code
I finna make a couple mills and stack some dough
Figured all my n***as wanna step the boat

I'm sleepin on a floor and i'mma catch the cold
Eeny meeny miny moe, wack or dope
Just coz you my n***a, you ain't that to dough
Busy making money just to serve your hole

It's work you know
I ain't even making money for myself or hoes
Really how the fuck a n***a beg igqosha?
Busy looking at me like I'd pass a joint

Breezy, Weezy, Eazy all my rapping gods Reece, CPT's and all the happy boys Pull up in a Limo like em Jackson boys Jigga finna figure how I lay this joint