Yeh, Scars from the past and we're all wearing them
I don't really wanna go to sleep I got this repetitive dream
Where I'm slipping up on bare ballbearing's them
My subconscious got this werewolf taring in
Checking out your motives I see bare ulteriors
And were on earners like The Undertaker
Yeh, Motherf*cker you gone know I Pull Bearer them
Yeh, Yeh, And I used to sell them f*cking pills
Just like a fizzy drink I got 'em for a Panda Pop
Yeh, And I had a plug right by the seaside
Used to go an check him and bring back a bag of rock
Yeh, If I say that I'll be 29 minutes
I'll be 26 and I can't let the standard drop
Rudeboy that's a standard drop, All of this shit that
We just withstanded to be banded off grab the work and hand it off
Broke my press I had to solder it together
Two operations had to put my shoulder back together
Growing up without no money holding it together
This money feeling twice as good you're folding it together
I used to pour it in the sieve you'd hold the jug to measure
I used to hold the metal plate we molded it together
Now I'm feeling like you should be working in a busy laundromat
Because of how you folding under pressure
And I used to sell them pills
They're coming like a fizzy drink I got 'em for a Panda Pop
Yeh, And I had a plug right by the seaside
Used to go an Link him and bring back a bag of rock
And I know how to grow 5 boxes in a bedroom
And still make the place smell like Davidoff Yeh
If you see me working on your block
I'm in a high vis not no motherf*cking Saint Lauren
Six Sick strains I'm packing your basement
Pull up in Japanese wips with trappers adjacent
And I'm Known for this Columbian flu,
You might need some Echinacea My ting is looking like a f*cking
I don't really buy no slick shit buy shit wips write 'em off
Fair Maidens On my Dick with the lipstick, Wipe it off
Told my worker if you turn this hear Lyca Off
Then I take your whole next week wage wipe it off
Lance Armstrong, with the pace, On the roids and I don't Cycle off
Cocaine that I'm dicing on, Spill it on the floor
And I don't even pick it up I just f*cking turn the Dyson on
Money not a monkey on my back
It's just like tryna drag a Python off
Was 'bout to f*ck your fair maiden but then the line went off
I know babe but the timing off, pushing that 08 Vectra
The engine f*cked the Timing Off
And I used to sell them pills
There coming like a fizzy drink I got 'em for a Panda Pop
Yeh, And I had a plug right by the seaside
Used to go an Link him and bring back a bag of rock
And I know how to grow 5 boxes in a bedroom
And still make the place smell like Davidoff Yeh