CD-R

You know who, TFmadeit

The king of the ring, the king of the hill

Steadily hanging my head low

Tryna pull myself up, barely holding on, I'ma let it go

Chills, they cover her spine when I'm within her radius

Pressing the team for starting, I'm gon' show how real it can really get

Nothing up on my mind but time and how I'm maneuvering

I'ma hit uptown Howell in a fur coat and all my jewelry

Thinking about my life when I was back home, I was fucking up

Now they bring my name up like, "You lying," no bitch, look it up

Blade on my waistline, heard it through the grapevine

White snow, white skin, looking like it's eight mile

Slide in the night time, poison in the pipelines

Cancer in the air, you okay now but bitch it take time

My shirt say DeadBoy across that bitch, I hop on beat, I bump that bitch

Got Swiss cheese tryna switch on me, phone DND don't call up me

MP5 please don't fail on me, threw up my chain, it hailed on me

Had some friends that done bailed on me, like Suga free I'm sucka free

Ice cubes in my cup, ice cubes on my chain

Ice Cube was dead wrong, today is not a good day

If I could take it all back and have the chance to change

I'd probably fuck it up again, it's in my DNA

Your man a scrub, he a CNA

Went back in time to yesterday, I popped his ass, now he won't see today

Drop it like I'm Weezy, baby

Bitches ask me how I do it, I reply, "This shit is easy, baby"

Yeah, sesh, it be the season, baby, weapon on my person

Keep it spinnin' like a CD, baby, step up don't be nervous

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