POW

Boy tryna spray from that AK, tryna pop head Look at the sky, it goes pew, and you drop dead She screaming like crazy cause my dick wanted to jump that Put me to the mic and you can't stop that (Cannot) stop this follow this shit gonna blow I'm like a machine when the eyes are low You watching and buggin and looking like foe Like em all f*ck em all five three oh four My wallet is open I keep em all comming If pussy is open I make that bitch cumming Light up my blunt and you look so stunning Drinking too much baby I might go vomit As I'm getting out suddenly they call me handsome I ain't selling weed but they asking where to get some All day in the stuido, it's been getting mental Some days I don't even talk, don't be so judgemental If I ain't blowing up I'm blowing my head off Standing on both feet and I'm keeping head up Straight the f*ck don't throw the death not I'm just being myself I ain't playing no rap god This is the shit that I'm calling a real world I can do anything fly like a bird I've been so alone but I call it a freedom It just depends how you look at the world Yeah And I been feeling like I'm god yeah And that boy is a bitch Boy tryna spray from that AK, tryna pop head Look at the sky, it goes pew, and you drop dead She screaming like crazy cause my dick wanted to jump that Put me to the mic and you can't stop that Stop this follow this shit gonna blow I'm like a machine when the eyes are low You watching and buggin and looking like foe Like em all f*ck em all five three oh four My wallet is open I keep em all comming If pussy is open I make that bitch cumming Light up my blunt and you look so stunning Drinking too much baby I might go vomit