The lines that I ink make rappers get kinda nervous People telling me to sink when im trying to surface Groupies all up in my face like they got a p

Aw man still they hate and talk smack Knowin if i was gone theird be no thrown to throw your rocks at.

You show up to my concert looking like a fan I pull up in the car service looking like the man.

Self made G in my early twenties and own more money then oprah.

Now when I get paid my checks be looking like phone numbers.

Breakin down the weed about to make a plane a hundred niggas wit me all reppin taylor gang.

A lot of niggas fake but me I give these hoes faith.

They call me Pocahontas doin that rain dance talkin like oh I got it borderline insane man.

Good things come in good time.

If you dont smoke I dont know why.