Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
Maybe im just being a pathetic little bitch,
On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college
And still being a rebel
I'm mental, it's instrumental
Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals
Of being knocked out, and soon a nurse is checking your pulse,
Being a father grand father and an uncle,
Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"
It's like being stuck in a maze and i can't get out
And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout
I swing as a swinging ball and been stroked off being bowled
I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed
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