You think you know me but you Madd wrong
I should give my heart to ya so ya have one
Got ya baby mama dancin to these sad songs
Maybe we could take a picture so it last long, last long last long
No more real niggas I'm the last one, last one last one, last one
I'm down up on my luck, like fuck, I'm stuck, inside this loop
At least if I were rich, I would be stuck, inside that coupe
But I still be chasin mills until that day I rest away
While this world could give a fuck about what you did yesterday
What have you done for em lately
How do I em not hate me
What if I'm not what they want, or
Don't wanna be what they make me
What if these bitches got rabies
What if these rappers is lamey
All of these lil niggas Is weirdos
Bitch I was born in the 80s
Hoe I was raised in the 90s
Me and the greatest are Siamese
I've had the greatest beside me
I've had the heavens align me
I been toe to toe, bar to bar with the best
Earned stripes with all due respect
Moved right all Through the stress
So ima prove em all that I'm next, hold up
You think you know me but you Madd wrong
I should give my heart to ya so ya have one
Got ya baby mama dancin to these sad songs
Maybe we could take a picture so it last long, last long last long
No more real niggas I'm the last one, last one last one, last one
I give my people who only dreamin something they can relate to
The people who don't like I'm different something they can hate too
On a scale of 1 to being yourself what would you rate you
We know that system trapping no escape route
They think I'm too cool for school but I'm not mad, I'm just high
Im the glue for my crew and I'm a dad in his prime
I done grew past the moods, arm and hammered my mind
Now I'm new and improved tool man n its time
Tell, Wilson I'ma need a half an hour of advice, I been
Battling depression tryna hold onto this life I'm in
Arguing with women who I told would be my wife and I been
Blessed and I've been cursed and so I pray for more divine alignment
I thats my assignment
Wanna do what god tells me and so I'm yelling say it just a little louder Simon
They wanted me to sell my soul for the cream
But instead I'm sellin soul to my feins, my dreams
You think you know me but you Madd wrong
I should give my heart to ya so ya have one
Got ya baby mama dancin to these sad songs
Maybe we could take a picture so it last long, last long last long
No more real niggas I'm the last one, last one last one, last one