A couple hommies in the cell like a SIM card
I'm on time you couldn't tell from your wristwatch
These mother fuckers like to cap no twist, uh
Roll back, no class, I'll be sitting in the back probably pissed off
Grace, well so I hate the bell
Lace dell, so I take 'em well
Back to basics like its state, oh well
Ask your mom if I'ma pay the bill
Pass the AUX and I'ma play for real
Shout out to Chad dawg
And I don't play for real, I'm leaving out the back door
Player rolling player, yeah, my demons in the glass bowl
I'm in my castle, swimming in your women like a tampon
Young king no neck coat
Black hole to the bright white light
For the fame that's close, for the night might fight for a change
If the money makes sense, might fight for my change
Memories looking blurry as my sight when the frames shift
Two splifs for the pain
Who's this? Move quick, you swift to complain
It ain't all about the money
Two hits of the stain
For the come up and I'm running
You kids looking strange