I guess this is the .. I’m supposed to say some real to make shit
F*ck all that, tell that slick shit in the raps, p**sy get your bars up
They wanna ride my wave but I’m never let em
We in the whip and your bitches giving me seven belly
I’m a sinner I’m never make it to heaven
and as long as I’ll be living, middle finger to the weather.
Church, I hit em with the verse,
murder in the first now