Now watch me climb these fucking stairs and put this nigga on the roof
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
I cant help but to tell my story and the way i'm living my life/
Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
I started from clear leaf,now i got new life
In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise
Alcatraz was purchased by a white man
But my shit done hit the roof and the ceiling fan.
Swing my sever of the roof on an extension cord
Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous
When i started rapping i was reckless, but now i'm the menace
I'm everything that they call nice
I started to melt, but continued my life
But wait, what now? i thought i had my life figured out
Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud
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