This is a song about "Wiz khalid s"

And that´s how it has begun

Cold, my style making my nose run

Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Wiz khalifa's gear none of that shitty home grown

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Wiz khali is stuck on replay, play something new i need to hear a good beat

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow