Shit I said, I'm just cooling brah, I'm jus cooling
I'm bout to get it in right fast
Lemme do this I'mma call you later
Drug user, don't drink sprite
And when I do, it ain't pink sprite
A lot on lean, it's purple
Trust issues, don't trust really
Won't run it after I touch down
My punter kicking, its defence
Where was you when I was slumped over
Gums hurting from a old bullet
In front the toilet while hunched over
Stab wounds from a old friend
Well at that time we were close friends
They said I killed him in cold blood
We wrestled for the gun but the gun went off
He up'd the pistol looked him dead in his eyes
I've been ready to die so nigga do it
Gates ride, I really do it
I'm serious too nigga, really do it
Turned his head, closed his eyes
I didn't die, my life a movie
And your children are somewhere on the corner
Think I'm addicted to the strong aroma
When I was touchin' McKinley
Erin really my best friend
And I was loving her best friend
Bright Brittany with the long hair
She stole a Jag for her to come and get me
Brandy fucking my nigga Ray
Know that didn't have shit to do with this
I was just stating the facts though
Jessica round me, talking sexually bout me
She bend over in front me
From the back while I'm pounding
I mostly likely forgot to mention
But we was in my trap house
Just brainstorming, in the game for me
These thoughts and the ideas
No regrets for the shit I did
That also mean for the niggas I killed
And your children are somewhere on the corner
Think I'm addicted to the strong aroma