Yah, yah, yah Well it is good to be back with my brothers, my family Hustle my way through this life Keep on handin' me cash, now I got all these bands on me Bag full of weed, keep on stranding me, try understanding me Smoke half an O, now I look like a manatee, uh Hoes keep on fanning me, yeah, they know $now like it cold Like a cup full of ice, keep on pourin' that tangerine Hop on my dick like a trampoline Plan on me kicking you out, here's some money for gasoline Bitch thought I love her, but that was a fantasy, I was just practicin' Managing vanity, causing insanity Look at my gun like you reading a magazine Blow off your head, now the back of it look like a galaxy Suffer from apathy, still never catching me, uh Flex, $ui, flex (G–) G*59, suicide Just a junkie who won't die Fight or flight, bet I might Shoot a fuckboy face tonight These hoes be throwing pussy, but I couldn't fuck her if I tried Just pass her to my cousin, let him bust that fuckin' bitch's spine, hoe Just made five racks in a week, still on the floor tryna sleep *59 be rolling so deep, criminals just tryna eat How the fuck is you saying we fronting? Pentagrams is what I trust in If I got the heron, then I'm ducking Sippin' lean tryna act like you druggin' Haha, awaken to bitches and drugs Two hunnid a buzz, I’m fallin' and unconscious I rarely remember what was before, like fuck She’s covered in ashes and mud Shooting the fuck up with her and I’m not really in the type of mood to talk Sit there—it lessens I’m faded the blunt Got her mad 'cause I don’t play when she’s playing to off Smoke back to back 'til the bitch give out She sucks 'til her jaws and knees give out 1-800-HUSTLE, you can reach me now [?] Making my groupie shout Eating on Ramen, I sat on the couch Mercedes 4 door I’m counting pounds Delete minus signs on the [?] now Ain’t no interruption the time is now