Yeah is what it is knew I was dope since I was a kid wrath of a Titian you get what you give tell me I ain’t it go play with ur kids oh ya just hit a lick criminal minded done turn to the pen washing em all up the punt for the win solid as a rock don’t even bend  built myself up mom I’m in Homies in heaven say what it is counted me out we done mastered this bridge master of puppets watching em spin loose then a goose we cut to the end truth in this booth we jumping right in hopped on the track moon walked to the end big old flex done did it again league of my own we push for the win millions of dollars I sign with the pen dirty Diana we left with a kid remember the time we couldn’t get in cool as a breeze call me the wind bona fide thriller hustling southside lunatic big energy plan, man in the mirror knew I’d win copy and paste we done perfected The saying lights lite on me thought I was playing strapped the clip in constantly spraying heavy hitter say what your claiming ball in my court been making these lay ups thoughts to deep you’ll sink by the Saiyan waving at foes hitting the pavement boy drummed dropped on the pavement