Nigga like me weed everyday like me high all the time Shut the up man Taylor's! Ugh 1:] One shot, one kill, the deal? this from my OG, shit is real Made niggas, niggas, all around One phone call, brr, it's going full of psychos, goon in some tight clothes Need my paper straight, no Right flows, but really I write I'm in the all night Make sure the shit you call your dream is what I really call my From my city, Harlem Nights, you niggas silly - this the Not Philly, them niggas though that wheelie on them bikes These niggas fans, just sit in Talk plans they ain't been in Even rock they don't fit in Ain't got to go to France, 100 bands understand, damn! I can't fake niggas I can't stand niggas I stand fake niggas 2:] Walk it how I talk it, if I roll it, I'mma it If she bad, I tell her park it - I'mma hit it a target Oh shit! He blowing up your phone Must (?) let him know, you ain't coming home Leave that man alone, be doing better Do it on your own, could be on a jet, 'round the globe Baby we gonna smoke a zone Burning kush her eyes gone by the remote control When your call, they just get the dial tone Paper wild Try to draw the line between personal and But these niggas in feelings like bitches through the trenches, always on a mission Rules to the game, start a Khalifa Kush keep me high, the wanna speak Broke and jail - two things I wanna be You talk tough, but click is nervous Wash 'em up, get that detergent Then we with 'em There's be somebody to blame It's a shame, shame, I can't stand fake I can't fake niggas I can't stand fake What? I can't fake niggas I stand fake niggas Fake ass, niggas, Dawg, damn, 28 Grams, 28, and a bag in my God, Damn! Ho Pull up, up, pull up Man my hair get long you niggas in trouble Just you now