Hey white boy tell them how the city should be seen to those bitches this is no illusion
Started from the east, now I live in the north f*ck it imma tell it by my music
Kappa pants and the white shirt, you lookin' good as hell
I don't need to meet your correspondent
I want to see you in a X-Ray vision, not with clothes on, creepy I'm just being honest
Bring it back to the old days when my dad made me tuna wraps for a lunch
Now my days are kinda rough
I found it harder so I gained weight
Premium Plus, hummus and the cheesecake
Yeah, now f*ck all that
I'm never missin' you again just f*ck all that
Don't try to bother me no more I've been all off that
Check the diamond on the finger, yeah, how 'bout that, bitch
Got no difficulties, I ain't messin' it again I'm talkin' 'bout my tuna wrap sauce
Look, whatever it takes I'm keepin' it alive
That's a fact I'm never runnin' out of time, huh
F*ck, I'm f*ckin' around, they started to surround, f*ck you all I'm out
I'm about to blow cash on the counter for my fries and burger
Shit I'm feelin' good by gettin' higher
Did I just find the ways
Or I need to get bring back to the Tuna Wrap days
Bakin' tuna on a stove, quarter cup of olive oil
Put it in the pan before it starts to boil, f*ck
Sundae Driver in the body, runnin' through the veins
I'm flyin' downtown a couple hours and the mind as stop to playin' games
I'm always dreamin' 'bout the blow up, no droppin' names
A smelly green that's when you crop up
F*ck, look at me I want to make the money
Look me twice I only look for easy money
No girls on me, life is sad, always tryin' to find the cherry
It's just a fun game of who's bad
Bring it back to the old days when my mom made me tuna wraps for a lunch
Now my days are kinda rough
I found it harder so I switched place
Switch the language, back to sandwich, ain't no big space
Bakin' for a reason
Bakin' berry cookie
Already new season
Are you off your goodies