Good Luck Remembering This

(Yeah!) (it ain't funny the joke's on you) (Yeah, Yeah!) (it ain't funny the joke's on you) (Yeah!) Soon as I wake I'm plotting for money to make Then seizing the day (yeah!) White lady asked if I'm alien said I sound like I'm straight out the A (yeah, yeah!) On the phone with my dude in LA fall hits Then he's on the way We should kick it Said he miss it go touch road like back in the day (yeah!) Alotta people came up missing Tried to tell him it ain't been the same Shit done changed post Robusta Ave 22 was the last time since She don't care 'bout the shit we do No more well in time it'll all make sense So I dead it then head on a mission for the plot Time feels like a prison Tantrum throwin cause the mantle going to the guy who off You wrote In my section hoes both white and black Brought em close cause we not Jim Crowe This the new blueprint word to Hova How you winning yet paying the promoter Knew you'd switch on the clique cause you bogus keep on hating You don't even know us know the hate validate I'm not over (it ain't funny the jokes on you… woah) it ain't funny the jokes on you… woah it ain't funny the jokes on you You ain't no friend to me Handling enemies negative energy Get it away from me man I'm the remedy Chief like Sosa Presi like Kennedy So not sober lately the top got real real closer She gave me top and I don't even know her Talking 'bout how she needs us to get closer Wanted roses I got her martine Took her back to da trap she was keen Took her back to the trap for the team Told big bro kick da cup leave the lean Close my eyes this blue cheese got me seeing shit Got me higher than my self-esteem From the ashes I rose like a phoenix Who up next it ain't right nigga we pick In da Beamer we beaming My team in on my way to Forbes door Like Kiernan didn't want to You gave me reason I can't handle the shit that I'm feeling Having hope it depend on the season Play myself in the whip she want Ian she the reason I feel my soul weaken Lived my life all in search of the meaning What on earth are these sights I keep seeing Pretty eyes wide thighs make a demon White lies combined guarantees it Night life White lines on the weekend way to end a week well By your beacon Christ like what I try to achieve Yet it get hard by the day to believe it Check the score I believe that I'm leading See 'em all nod they heads in agreement I just knew, woah (it ain't funny the jokes on you) (i… just) (Yeah!)