Intro

Cee-matic Brooklyn in this shit, man Got blood on the tiling Why, you look so smart when you smiling Why, you gotta go and try me Why, everybody think I'm high when I'm crying Could take your time if you want I'ma take my time with a blunt Need some real love can't front Just us, no pride, no stunts I've been through everything I mean, all kind of pains I've been with different bitches I mean, all kind of names They think last song was hard I'm about to drop a song again Treat me with love, I do the same Don't make me drop a friend I got some shit up on my mind I'm bout to drop the pen On the page, on gang All my life had lots of rage Cee-matic Qb with the plays Roll the tree, cutting in school, and I blaze That's right, that's back in the uh That's right, that's back in the days Get a bad bitch, that's thick with the braids This me forever, no phase Uh, frustrate Puff the weed, give a f*ck what they say Do me, don't say much to no homie Keep it doley Love to roll tree by myself, nigga, like a goalie Yeah, you know me It's a new me, only for the better Never looking back at the old me Roll a big L, it's a slam dunk I don't ever roll no floaty Tell them Ima touch the sky from New York with them skyscrapers High haters, niggas hate on me They know that I'm greater Raise my vibration Niggas play with time, bitch, with they vibrators Went through dark phases that cut my heart just like a sharp razor Eyes laser All that struggle shit, said that's my motivator Leave a crater I've been writing songs out, nigga, for the paper Keep it playa Royalty in my blood that's purple like a laker see you later Bitch, I'm on my grind, ain't got no time to cater To all them games, uh Like a SMG for real, cause I've been spitting flames, huh Yeah, my life was hard, but can't let talent down a drain, uh All I do is rap about my life, about my pain, huh Went through so much stupid shit I'm here, I can't complain, uh Bitch, my niggas insane, huh None of my niggas gon' change, yeah None of my niggas gon' change, yeah Touchdown She want touchdown She wanna feel all of my dick I'ma just talk to her one time, nigga I'ma talk to her like this Word Could take your time if you want I'ma take my time with a blunt Need some real love, can't front Just us, no pride, no stunts I've been through everything I mean, all kind of pains I've been with different bitches I mean, all kind of names They think last song was hard I'm about to drop a song again Treat me with love I do the same Don't make me drop a friend I got some shit up on my mind I'm about to drop the pen On the page On gang All my life had lots of rage