only god can judge me stay ugly get money 19 and i m bummy girls dont wanna fudge me see my white sonata i still dont got my licence pops watch tv like fuck the new york giants say fuck if you not tryin to get up out this violence i always imagine gettin robbed to some violins until they fade out then you hear all the sirens until they peel off cause i m gone moan in silence shit like r i p i d be the best rapper if they kill me like i wonder kid i m on wnderkid like it s 106 battlin myself to be like bow wow enough of this uh had them walking down the street acting like you know me now bout to crap up out the box now it s macaroni time uh uhhh bitches wanna know me now whole star uh uh uh keef made lungs cold colors since keyshia cole packed like back packs drop now i need a bowl anaconda malt liquor style learned a lesson my nigga second guessin my nigga got me stressin bout the session my nigga used to burners on the dresser ikea never trapped but i sold candy out the packs pack bowls of the cereal and milk at lunch heard the captain crunch taste better with some bucks got the urge to be the captain of the ship now we up up like the sky is still talk bullshit like pass that trident orbit round the earth best chicken joint searchin since the birth sox games then a cookout on the second cause we got that check on the first i m a studious nigga both hands on the gluteus and look into my eyes you see nothing you like who is this cause i done changed so much and niggas ain t got through to ya s rooty poo jabroni know your role or blow me d low for c notes christmas for c notes take off tourino with count cars like kilo then we dodge 4 or 5 cop cars with ease bumpin chuck berry duck walkin out to maybelline bitch  maybelline why can t you be true oh maybelline