COLD WORLD

I get it I get it I get it I get it I'm gone Everybody on their phone Everybody tryna get to the money, get to the dough Ok I get it I get it I'm gone Heat like LeBron New York one like I'm Brunson Ok I get it I get it I get it I get it I'm gone Everybody on their phone Everybody tryna get to the money like Al Capone Ok I get it I get it I'm gone Feel like Lebron Watch the throne, shit Feel like I'm Jay-Z New York City, it raised me Like I respawned here If I don't respond to ya It's cuz I'm onto ya Roll up that Entie, huh? I'm on my bounty hunter shit I might unload the clip Just kidding Be peaceful in the city Only thing in my hand's a spliffy, smoking willy nilly Copping packs on packs so frequently I feel like Free Willy doing backflips I'm a fucking Killer Whale way I smack bitches And you know that I'm a Mac the way I McClung it Way I wanna dunk it On your fucking noggin Like I'm Obi Toppin Top of the morning And I'll push your ass down like Barbecue Chicken Like I'm Shaquille O'Neal Breaking the fucking glass Bitch, I'm making you kneel Make the people go stupid, yuh It go stupido It's true, mijo And all the while You led me on And you made me work Then you took a part Now you're on my mind Now you're on my dome Get the f*ck out! Get the f*ck out! I can't take it no more I can't take it no more Bitch, I'm feeling raw Like a hit and run I should've listened to Darnell, now you have my heart And I've been here often It's honestly obnoxious Can't believe I'm not hip Ok I get it I get it I get it I get it I'm gone Everybody on their phone Everybody tryna get to the money, get to the dough Ok I get it I get it I'm gone Heat like LeBron New York one like I'm Brunson Ok I get it I get it I get it I get it I'm gone Everybody on their phone Everybody tryna get to the money like Al Capone Ok I get it I get it I'm gone Feel like Lebron, hey Watch the throne, shit I'm on the scene The revolutions on TV Hey, mama, do you see me? These babies wanna be me These teams wanna beat me These girls wanna eat me, 'cause I don't beat my meat They wanna be mommy, I'm sorry, but they can't 'Cause these girls be hoes nine times outta 10 And I can't afford no bitch, no I can't No I can't afford no bitch, no I can't How can I live In this fucking world It's a killing spree Like I'm Spreewell For the three Can you please Roll with me For the free, free Smoke with me