text: Uh, Im slumping
  Stick, slumping
  Stick, so slumping
  Stick, stick
  Fuck
  Chasing dreams that are bigger than me
  Only things that used to matter was pussy and tree 
  And praying that the racist cop wont erase me
  Ignorance is still bliss, and no accountability
  Falling for the one girl that I take the time
  To text back on the FaceTime 
  I guess I back the O, while you trying to back knives
  And nigga, Im on my grind, you emotional, you cry
  Its still money over bitches, headshots to any snitches
  Got yall niggas digging ditches, you dont wanna try me
  All I roll is fire tree, all I sell is fire tree
  Proud got more drama than Degrassi
  You werent ahead from the start, you tryna head cause Im popping
  Im the shit, no fuck, got these bitches molly popping
  This Tensaki, a picture of my life
  Struggles the stripe, the dark and life 
  Jealously can kill, like Able and Cain 
  So watch your back, people saying you change 
  Do you, just do it, yea the Nike 
  Saying nigga, tryna kick it 
  You to wanna fight me 
  Saying bitches on my dick used to walk right past me
  Spit till my motherfucking throat gets raspy 
  Nigga, Nigga
  Fuck that shit, bitch, we get slumped around here, motherfucker 
  Motherfucking bitches on my dick and shit
  Tellin- telling to suck on my nigga up, nigga , 
  Yall nigga- niggas dont know about this shit 
  Niggas- Niggas, niggas, niggas wanna be like me, bitch 
  Niggas, niggas dream about me 
  Ya nigga stupid
  Uh, uh, My time
  Im just a young nigga that seen all the worlds evil 
  Afraid of my demons, ashamed of my people 
  You think were the same, but surely were unequal 
  Lifes just a story, Im waiting for my sequel, uh 
  I got my third eye open so I can see evil 
  Looking at society, you all are just sheeple 
  Youre voiceless, there is no, We the people 
  Look at your mind bitch, it is so feeble 
  I think I need to stop taking Satans advice 
  Just cut down on my wrist, just stop rolling the dice 
  I wish I could warm my heart cause that shits colder than ice
  My lyrics leaves silence, makes you quieter than mice
  Ah, ya, bricks, bricks
  Ya, ya, stick, stick 
  Uh, light skin bitch and she look like Keisha
  Had to queef on me, so she look like Keisha
  Your bitch Laquisha, my bitch Sharkeisha
  Back another hoe, then I hit her with that knee-shot
  Name it, yo hoe look like shayshay
  Yo hoe wanna fuck 
  Stick, stick, and I pull out the dick
  I got lots of hoes, homie, I got lots of fucking bricks
  Stick, stick, I got money on me, homie
  I pop a pistol nigga, if you want it, I get it on me
  Woo, get it off me, your bitch use your coffee
  Coffee, drink that pussy, slurp it, just like coffee
  Toffee, I be talking to my niggas
  In the back of the lab where my niggas and some triggers
  We be pistol popping, I pull it out, no give no options
  Got your homie run, gunning, all your homies down, nigga
  Ah!