6 chicks in a 4 seater barrio boy still out in a white beater black dickies nike pegasus modernized hips thighs got the eyes mesmerized slurring all my words cruisin downtown fuck the bunk clubs know the tanglewood sound ugly fucking chulo every devil has its day yo check my style rockin halo horns pop out during foreplaying homie imma yell it fuck just saying only barbers give me a fades that s unhealthy smokin laced or smokin on that fake who really real i can never really tell michael jordan never failed level up and never bail make this shit look more than well leeches surround me i know what they wanting let them think that they got me but they cannot touch me im one of one b original really always being real me and i do not feel needs you fake as fuck make friends and act like i give a fuck had 4 art shows and i know who shows up just settin roots and we always show love fatal mentality speak like catastrophe that s one more casualty taught em like faculty i got a salary still never satisfied seek for my soul and take look at the saddest eyes fatal mentality speak like catastrophe that s one more casualty taught em like faculty i got a salary still never satisfied seek for my soul and take look at the saddest eyes ooh nah nah never giving up on what we growing here i ain t with the fuck shit this is my city and i love it if u wanna build quit destructing cuttin people out nobody gunna fuck the function pull the blade for any tanglewood brother chop em got em floppin like a fish i stay motivated fuck a wish gotta licensed for concealed don t carry buck shit don t worry content collect no hurry smokin that kill no worry all gunna die why you crying no llores all gunna die why you crying no llores know a homie goin in when i m feelin focused roamin in a world that feels hopeless stil sharin love solo in a boat yuh dabble with the drugs how i cope ya at the last of the rope ya never goin broke no never gunna choke now i rock no logo unless it say payrent they don t get it and they prlly couldn t buy put in more time than degree plan no lying more than hours for shifts less time spent smokin while you sit hope you keep up with the hits gotta rarely ever sleep gotta wake up just to dream all these verses hittin licks throat dry needa sip told y all i m comin like who got the crown now cause i got my halo and all of the pieces in my town are coming together they got my back i ll loan them my sweater