作曲:Fabolous
作词:Fabolous
Yeah
Uh
You think i gave a ** about what these ** say man
They even talked about jesus
I ain't mad at when it rain
Cause i know the sun is somewhere shining
Uh huh sort of like some clip diamonds
I hardly see my moms
But she know her son is somewhere grinding
Yessomewhere rhyming
Yeah or somewhere climbing out of apartable
Seven sixty and plausible
Very sticky
With a handgun to send these cowards to heaven quickly
I ain't ** so i won't allow you to ever ** me
I know these grease balls
Wonder how could they ever stick me
Yeah but i move
Like the president through town
With stones the size of earrings
And my president you
I put hollows from the desert into clowns
Cause the cemetery's with most of the dudes
That are hesitant
I found
So i take the time or whatever the bench throws
Before being put down in a seventy two inch hole
Meanwhile get adapted till the fame has been hectic
But i'm ** like i'm tryna take down
Chamberlin's records
And the girls more than like you
When you running round doing world tours like michael
Girls sure don't like you
You going on like thirty six
Flowing on some birdie mix
A little money you get
You blowing on them dirty chicks tryna look young
So you throwing on a jersey quick
I'm on my second v twelve
You going on your thirty six
You can look at this water
See i'm on a come up
Cause i pass the hitch hikers like i don't see
Them with they dumb up
I just turn the system up and keep bopping huh
I never get where i'm tryna go
If a ** keep stopping and
I tell her cops to join us
For protection on
They see when i come through
How these peoplepoint in my direction
That's why i poke out my jeans
Like a joint with a direction
Uh huh till i'm in a joint made for correction
Yeah and right now the way you rap up in a spread
It wouldn't even surprise me
Yeah one of these rappers is a fed