Текст песни
Living like a bull, wake up dude, stop laying and dreaming
I don't give a shit about these bitches, I don't care yeah
We don't play no games, no when I am with my gang yeah
Its in my blood, I'm so cold, no you can't see it
Fuck i might have lost my mind
These bitches they better die
You better see I’m not kind
I won’t lose, one of the kind
Rockstar jeans, twice the money so far,
Bitch I just hopped in my car
She wants to see a rapper,
But I’d rather just be a trapper
Nobody wants to understand me
They think something's missing in me
Whole society, whole variety
In my history, in my mystery
Killing these villains, enemies
Facing evil spirits, they tease
Would you like it now
When I come around
What you know
You’re so slow
Everything so boring I wanna do more
I can’t fuck up, yeah it’s my show
Working everyday
Doing it all cause it’s the way
All they do all day is betray
Hearsay, yeah he say, she say
Why you act like thot
Shout at me, throw pots
Go humble yourself
You don’t wish me well
Fucking up my head
Better give me head
Don’t be so naive
They try to deceive
