Yeah, look
A million new lame rappers out, but I'm far from your average
Got me a good girl, still niggas swear she a bad bitch
Got a couple bad habits, I'm tryna break off
Couple leeching, tick ass niggas I had a to shake off
I'm passed ticked off the clock is going tick tock
And I'm racing, but ain't crew waiting at my pit stop
It's like some shit got some sick sort of hold on a nigga
Telling God, "I'm tryna take the road you chose for a nigga"
But it's hard out here, and sometimes I just don't see it clear
Sometimes, I wanna pull over, so that he can steer
But that ain't how it work, that ain't how the game go
Play hard and earn your name, or be another John or Jane Doe
And that's a who cares, uhhh nobody
F*ck you fakes and you dickriders co-signing
Coldest nigga out the town, what you know bout it?
Coldest nigga out the town, what you know bout it?
Keith Sweat, who can do it like me? Nobody
You want a verse, then break some bread, this ain't no hobby
I want my girl to give me head without no problems
These niggas say they got this rap shit, I'm gon rob 'em
My heart's throbbing, stomach growling, I'm on the prowl
Niggas playing foul, but I'm as wise as the old owl
Whole style, something way other than what you niggas on
Get it how I live, lord forgive me if I'm living wrong
And I pray I just keep living on
Yeah, living long
Yeah, Uptown nigga
Melrose