2009 (Life Path 11 Year of the Dog)

Oh Shit I'm so fucking beasty If the mic could talk back It a look at me and say How you treat me This climb to success Is so fucking steep And bitches follow My staff of my rod like sheep Balmain gang prolly chillin on the beach Balenciaga boys triple-S's with the heat Four-four bulldog my muthafucking heat A nigga outta line I'm knocking teeth in the street DMX like bruh I'll f*ck a midget up And I know only God can judge me So I'm finna tear it up Never ate ass But I got my thumb in her butt She run you in the Ground But I treat her like a slut Then I walk Ten Billie on my mind when I talk Pay the THOT Cuz you really can't trick what you got If you know what you got Then you ain't got much I could barely give a damn And I never gave a f*ck bitch what We living Say she never chilled with these stars But love the feeling Bitches whats yo name Smoke this kush I drop the ceiling Bitches whats yo name We understand the life we want nigga We living Say she never chilled with these stars But love the feeling Bitches whats yo name Smoke this kush I drop the ceiling Bitches whats yo name