Fanned Out

Im up I been living like I'm Parkervs I want you to put respect on my Name You can talk your shit but I Won't listen just know I stay The same They want me to share the Source They think it's that easy they Don't understand LSD my vision I'm fanned out Trackhawk high speed Went band to band with that Nigga So many bands in my pants Too much racks in my goyard I can fill the whole boat Diamonds on my neck they Dancing they can hit the Micheal Jackson I'm up higher than a pigeon I'm out flying like a raver They like asia pls do me a Favor im out we gon talk later. Too much racks I could never Go broke Nahh I say no to that. Ima real geeker, boy I get high Till I can't feel. Sell your soul Just to be like this nah I could Never sell my soul Devil on my line getting Illuminati emails Dropped out of school that shit Wasn't working out for me Had to start my own shit Had to start my own sound Had to start my own sound