Finding excuses and reasons Went through school hardly use all the shit they would teach us Play it cool them boys over there carrying heaters We all tryna make sure that our families eating I wanna ball every season I'm growing really impatient Money on my muhfuckin' mind as I'm sitting here waiting This ain't just bout love no more I got kids I need paper Fuck it if they really want war I got clips for a hater Roll a spliff for me later Mama told me son check yourself I got shitty habits Need baggy clothes my pockets is where I keep my baggage The savviest of the savage How bastardly of you bastards Speed lose ya grip and you crashing Ain't doing this shit for fashion I make yo bitch paint my nails if you ever call me faggot Yal know the Mac is immaculate Too smooth to be fooled by any of yal tactics We not it the same bracket Especially when it's rapping Make no compare yal can have it When I die don't want a hearse Bring my casket by horse and carriage Ready for what they send at me Spent my whole life preparing