I try to tell them I'm one of the best thinkers of this class I'm in. I feel like...
Maybach music.
What the f*** you retarded? I ain't hugging the corner but I hustle so enormous.
I'm out and they good fella, I'm Ray Liotta. Loud smoking so past the L like it's semicolon.
Yeah, the billy is rented but I got many chauffeurs. Phone pockets if you ain't got them then you penny loafing.
Hundred rated, that's temporarily for the moment. Only marry a woman if mama cold as Walona.
See I'm second to no one. I'm the messenger poet. They slowly showing their colors.
Their music good but they bogus.
Wale.
Wale.
Wale.
What they saying Wale?
Wale.
They talking Wale.
Still in the Wale.
Wale.
They talking Wale.
Who they talking Wale?
Hold up.
Hold up.
Verse two gon' be f***ing with verse one. Especially when you writing s*** that can never be done.
Joe, that Kevin Love flow.
Bored of the shooters, my women being the newest.
Show f*** to people.
Buy a loofer.
Where I'm from they is ruthless.
Babies turn into shooters.
Crazy talking and foolish.
You catch a shell like a cooper.
And I don't give a f***.
See my b****es just come and shoot ya.
One of them b****es are cute.
The rest of them congruent.
Why you talking my b****es?
Just go and do it.
Thoughtful addressing.
They decide that music.
I'm transcending despite her awful debut.
Still got me another deal bigger than any n***a.
Red music.
The remedy is get your hustle on.
F*** the broad unless you love a broad.
Well in that case, brother, the lover hard.
Put my trust in my b****es.


I don't give a f*** about my dog.
filled.
I don't give a f*** about my dog.
Maybach Music