Key: E minor
Verse 1
Uh, y'all in that mood yet?
Taha, you need a subo to play
this in the car by the way
Let's go
he gotta say
Goin, goin, gone
Verse 2
Featuring Ezo
the beat
Dave, Mike, I see you
Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3
I'm in that 550 feelin like Chuck Liddell
Aside from Rampage Jackson
it's "fuck the world"
My lean came so mean,
+So Fresh and So Clean+
Like a Sunday morning listenin
to Joel Osteen
Like my beat down low,
I'm rimmed up with the seat back
Boo with the sweet back,
I definitely need that
Even if her body make
a nigga want eat that
Bitch you don't +Make+ a nigga
+Better+, better see Fab
I know a bird named Amy, love to tea bag
Set you up right for some
loosies and a weed bag
Alcoholic, cute face but
her weave bad
And she went to the Winehouse straight
from the +Rehab+
The recap rappers and
they G stacks
Fixated on imaginary ice like freeze tag
I speed past, ease past with my G swag
I'm at a level most
Verse 3
niggaz couldn't see past
Am
Bm
On my grind,
F
D#
In the fall or the summer
(fall or the summer)
Streets are pullin me under
(pullin me under)
And I ain't gettin no younger
Shout out to Paree
Jill, Grimstyles
Verse 4
Can't forget Jay, what up?
still I'm tryin to reach higher
So on my deathbed,
I'm figurin how to be fly
I'm talkin above heaven (but)
But talkin about death is me beatin a dead
horse and a nigga love "Slevin"
I'm a '80's baby with a '60's mind state,
Yankee fitted backwards
Lookin at whippersnappers
Livin young and reckless,
never mind who the best is (might as well)
They need to get rid of their style,
put it on Craigslist (nigga)
'Cause you ain't crazy, stop it
Even if you was wild like Randy Moss,
start feelin Patriotic
How I'm gon' lose with Tom
Brady in the pocket?
Beggin dude to come back like
the Yankees did "The Rocket"
And just like Clemens did
Reappear to get the most wins it in, damn
dickheads is so sensitive
Pussies get hemorrhages,
find a way to benefit
Even when it seem the whole World is
Am
Bm
D#
Bb
Verse 5
(is that what you want?)
Like J. Holiday I'll put
you permanently there
It's +Bedtime+ niggaz, weapon of mine
niggaz, Wesson or nine niggaz
"Minority Report",
I'm ahead of your mind niggaz
You wanted to beef, you got twenty with you,
I got a hundred with me
Now this is somethin to see
(oh)
Boogieman your whole squad,
put you under some sheets
In that Dodge Richard Reid
had under the sheet
On some Jetsons shit but if
like Rosey
Niggaz ain't off the hook like Joey
My feet is up cozy,
at the end of my bed
Get on my Puff Daddy +All About
Timbaland did (ya heard?)
Hoodie over my head, the snub showin
Fuck what the World's come to,
where the fuck's it goin?
Verse 6
Am
Bm
Shout out to my nigga Trees Bland
Shout out to Phat Gear down in A- T- L
Am
Bm
D#
Can't forget Hall of Fame, Coliseum,
Jamaica Ave
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