Jay Rock what's good?. Haha we label mates nigga I shoulda been jumped on this shit. But it's all good I'ma take care of it. Start like. I started out lil' nigga with a dream. Now I'm on but it still ain't what it seem. 'Cause now I got more money. More niggaz rather see me somewhere on the floor then the ceiling of this thing. But I can give a damn what a little nigga think. I pop more champagne peel another sweet. Catch Wiz skinny ass chillin' on the beach. Cut my own hoes off I ain't deal with them in weeks. I pray to God every night before I go to sleep. To let her know I'm safe kiss my mother on the cheek. My little sister grown little cousin tall as me. And I'm proud 'cause he ain't fuckin' round in the streets. The fans love the old school sound that I bring. You like jab-work I pound on the beat. And bein' from Pittsburgh they sayin' they concerned. With tryna make a lame 'cause my sound is unique. I love when a nigga talk down think it's sweet. You couldn't play me if you was acting and seeing. The haters can't see 'em the money's in the way like traffic. Pistolvania is straight action. I'm from the (ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto). Where niggaz ain't workin jobs. They only option is to hustle. They feel like they gotta get it. Not all about it then fuck you. You ain't someone that I grew up with. So why you think I would trust you?. Real talk like a dictionary. They say life's a bitch I'm married. And we make love she fuck other niggaz tho. Can't keep up you haters to slow oh. Yea budy. That's how it is. That's it that's all. Hahahaha yea bitch. OK hahaha