53 bangers 52 weeks mr never keep em hanging like mr mr cooper spit hot fire like my name was king koopa cause i be on that tight next shit 7 foot white boy never get arrested people get invested my stock s going up all i needed was a credit yeah get it while it s hot make it pop make em work for it do some shit that makes you feel you need to go to church more you re like a workhorse all up in that work force all i do is murder beats and i m tryna merc more yeah i m sticking to the plan though what s life without a motherfucking gamble tightrope walk walking in sandals when i look back see what i done handled all them hard times with my eyes to the ground my chin never up comprising the sound the tears gon dry but the scars stay around and i m never gonna forget what i lost and i found and i ain t gon drown i m gon live head above water fuck treading i kick i m so ready no radio stiff when you hear my shit hope you hear my shit i be fucking with that make em all jump make em clap i be fucking with that grind til the rubber band snap i be fucking with that live til your soul gets old i be fucking with that eat fore your food gets cold i be fucking with that when i wake up in the morning i put my headphones on then go i blast off like a motherfucking space ship no i won t take shit i m in my zone i be fucking with that when my shit drop make em all stop make em go dumb virgin eardrums get fucked make em all cum yeah they stay wet keep em on sprung fucking safe sex they be on one 4 1 0 2 1 5 all i do is live all i do is live never bitch no more guilt i ma win it i gotta couple records but i m looking for a guinness and i m never starting something i don t intend to finish popping shit cause i m a wallace i graduated college we got the kinda weed you d only see if you re obama we got the kinda green you d only toke if you ve been smoking go and legalize it quickat least while obama care is broken and yeah i see the paradox guns and butter you lose it like a pair of socks ain t shit funny like carrot top but those two tones ain t home so i m rebel pop  i be i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with this put me on your sorado got me a bottle of mix malt liquor so i m fittin to trip and all i know is go hard i ain t fittin to sip so i be fucking with that i be moving them unis and i be fucking with people who live life just like the goonies i roll with louis the dog i promised mama a grammy and i ma get it to hereven if it takes me a century and i be fucking with that cause i be fucking with truth cold winter is coming i got polo on my boots brand whores like what he gon do he s double xl tall so he ducks in the booth i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be i be fucking with that get it while it s hot make it pop make em work for it work for it all up in that work force all i do is murder beats and i m tryna murk more murk more beats like a like a workhorse i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be fucking with that i be i be fucking with that i be moving them unis and i be moving them unis and i be moving them unis and i be fucking with goonies i roll with louis the dog i promised mama a grammy and i ma get it to hereven if it takes me a century and i be fucking with that9