1-2, 1-2, is this mic on man i can't hear myself
Stuck in a trance, how many chances can i give myself
I used to pray for paper now i just ask him for health
My flesh gone get this money regardless, might be my death
My watch means absolutely nothing when i'm gettin it in
She hit me 4 hours ago but i was busy then
She say i'm late on purpose, all i think about is sex
But if i didn't have a dick, she wouldn't even text (next!)
Dodgin felonies and misdemeanors
A stranger mean me harm so i keep that tint between us
But when i'm hype, windows down, let the speakers yike
I'm super careful but can't let these haters run my life!
I worry bout my brothers and the stuff they going through
When i was younger, though, i made some people worry too
My sisters beautiful and strong, we helped raise each other
Shanieka, Jessica, i love you, i'm proud of you