This is not a drill is the road day I do what the fuck I feel for you is made my blueprints All my life got no self created And they keep finest raining blesses made back Just pressure Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

You cock block, bitch!

I suck you macho socks in my circle We keep thinking the box go hard on you go Legend and me I got no other way Happy's Dish it together, man I do This foot does that nowadays way Wait, I mean Michael Jackson hole Prison action.

Okay, I'm in a region known you Just a reenactment KP sign flashes I let a picture perfect life You love your cap When I was down that's what made me feel inferior Straight judging me by my house I just my exterior street I see And what I was made of That's mine Tear your estimate that she break me instead I broke a serious so fuck around like Bobby Brown Massage by naughty in my castle Like Mario I get my hardest You boys got no cardio army clothes Head of my time Like Marty watching a Rick and Morty So while I smoke bodies best for Flo came from the dirt I have to do is grow Remember when my report says had us working way go.