There's a nigga right now somewhere. He at the table with a bowl of apple jacks. And he's reading the back of the cereal. And in between the apple jacks he's writing some shit. And he wants my spot. I'mma find him though I'mma sign him... I don't want no problems. Like we always do at this time cole blowin' your mind. Hey dummy this no accident all of this was designed. Took my time crept from behind. And I opened up your blinds rise and shine cole world. Same nigga used to drive around with yo girl. In my mama's civic now I'm our here tryna get it. I ain't like you lame ass niggas boy I spit it how I live it. So when you see me in the streets man I ain't got a mimic. Cause I ain't got an image to uphold this real shit. I ain't got a gimmick I just flow and niggas went nuts for. The boy that set fire to the booth. In a game full of liars it turns out that I'm the truth. Some say that rap's alive it turns out that I'm the proof. Cause the ones y'all thought would save the day can't even tie my boots. The ones y'all thought could hang with me can't even tie my noose. Let these words be my bullets nigga I don't rhyme I shoot bang!. Before I wake. I pray to the lord my soul to take. Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper get rich fore I see my life caper. Hope my mama get to see jamaica before she meet her maker. I hoop was never good enough to ever be a laker. But these words I record got me ballin' jordan. More than a rapper this a natural disaster. Boy I'm meaner than katrina mixed with gina "shut up cole!". This is for my niggas back home homes what up bo?. This is for the bitches that played me what up ho?. Nah I ain't mad it's sad you went from bad to real bad. Two kids that don't even know their real dad. Real sad baby girl I wish you still had it. Then maybe you could get a taste of livin' villematic. Is cole still at it? y'all be talkin' about the same shit. That's how I feel about it mama was a real addict. That's why I don't respect that lyin' ass white shit you talkin'. Cole's planning funerals you might fit the coffin. Get on your job lil mane this ain't saturday. We in two different lanes you can't navigate. We in two different games you playin' patty cake. Brother you're lame you're shane battier. You out of shape my mind run a mile a minute. The sky's the limit I'm so high I'm divin' in it. My rides is tinted' my knob's gettin' slobbed up in it. She hollerin' god man you would've thought that god was in it. But it's just a nigga god invented. The best out foolish pride'll make you not admit it. But if this shit ain't fire nigga why you noddin' with it?. The hate in your blood can't stop your soul from vibin' with it. Now you all conflicted cause my flows is wicked. And my hoes is thicker and all of yours is pickin' me. Cause they know a star when they see a star nigga. Ain't even got to fuck him to know he a raw nigga. I got her in my bedroom but cheer up nigga. You saved so many hoes you a hero nigga!. Medal of honor I'm feelin' on top like pac. When he slept with madonna hey this is death before dishonor. Get arrested and forget to tell my mama. She got enough to stress about my niggas gonna get me out. Then we hit the club with the thugs and the liquors. No criminal record but I'm makin' criminal records. Isn't it ironic? isn't it iconic?. Jacket so expensive you wouldn't even try on it. But it fit me perfect I purchase it if I want it. The city on my shoulder so no girl you can't cry on it. When you make a list of the greatest aye am I on it?. Maybe not yet but bitch I got the clock set. It goes tick-tock game on lock. Sun gon' shine but the reign won't stop oh no!