Feeling like Jesus on the cross I aint bleeding
But I got the drip and the red sauce
Give a f*ck about a season losing weight like Rick Ross
Kicking out all my demons sorry for the wait but kick rocks
On that Aphrodite, Zeus all mighty dumb motherf*cka
I'll shit on y'all like a porta-potty man you gotta love the
Spooky season needa make a trip to Nobbies
Boutta kill the game show up to yo party as John Gotti (Issa party)
On that Kanye west do ya best Sunday Service yes I'm blessed
Boutta slap a hoe call that a David Karesh
I was born in the trap, hadda fly away from the nest
I knew I was trapped but I had to try my best
And look at me now, college student and shit
I got one scholarship and I guess I'm hella rich
Give a f*ck about the money, look at the ice on my wrist
I ain't have none, cuz I'm still a broke ass bitch
Went and bought a chain my card got declined
So I stole that motherf*cker I said that bitch was mine
On that god level shit all the goddamn time
Yo momma said she want me Pussy age like fine wine
Feeling like Jesus on the cross I aint bleeding
But I got the drip and the red sauce
Give a f*ck about a season losing weight like Rick Ross
Kicking out all my demons sorry for the wait what it is K'Sean?
Turned it up on my momma, that's on god I did
Went through alladat drama and I gotta shed yeah
Its gon' be a Homi if I gotta spray yeah yeah
Its gon' be a Homi if I gotta shed yeah yeah
Broke through all that time we gon' grind again yeah
We came from the vines I'm remindin' them yeah
Miley Cyrus clown we gon' shine again yeah
Eat good when you can and we dining in yeah
26 piece f*ck the alphabet up
I put kids on her face like I aint childish enough
And she wanna take a shower with us
Told that bitch its gon' be money by the hour with us