Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (what?) Taking my time when I write thru' these hooks This is the time that I feel like a crook Y'all just be basic with all of these looks Tempt me with anger, I'm coming with hooks (Hooks) Red dead, dead eye with the Quickdraw Noose on my neck, I'm ridin' with the Lynch Mob I-I don't fuck with anyone, you can get lost Sufferin' pain every night from my withdrawals Talk that shit, I don't even wanna see that shit I don't even wanna see that bitch I'm too busy tryna stack my chips Y-you can't faze me, come and face me I'm a legend in this bitch, no way you can replace me The egos in this scene never cease to amaze me I like to speak my mind, that's why these pussy boys hate me They do not fuck with me that takes a toll Y'all just be talking like y'all are sum' trolls There is no way of me coming right back Y'all just be sleeping with all of that lack Bitch, get wiped from my memory, don't fuck with your energy Don't fuck with your person, your drive or you spiritually Feelin' the scrutiny, write my own eulogy I'm not respected, I promise I'm soon to be