"How did all this trouble begin?"
"Livin' in America!"
"Hahaha, nothin' wrong"
"Nothing wrong at all you're not in any difficulty, but you're out on bond?"
"No I'm not." (Shee, yeah)
"Have all the charges been dropped?" (Yo, goin' crazy)
"Yeah I'm out of love" (All my niggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"Haha are you out on love or out of love, which is it?" (IAmMillzMusic)
"I don't love!" (Shee, all my niggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"I'm out of love tonight-tonight, you find me" (All these bitches goin' crazy)
"Now, James, this isn't the first time you and your wife have had a problem, are you two gonna be able to work this out?"
(See a nigga with the money, and I'm whippin' water I promise I make 'em go crazy)
Came in on the new shit
Niggas talking dumb, but they ain't never do shit
Ho's on me and they prolly actin' stupid
I'll never wife no bitch, that's foolish
I don't care about shit but my jeweler
Fuck school, I'm the black Ferris Bueller
Clip longer than a motherfuckin' ruler
Versace on a nigga like I'm fuckin' on Medusa, woah
Take a second, think about it, take a second
All my niggas eatin' we need seconds
I be killin' niggas, that's a preference
I be smokin' weed, up in heaven
All these niggas Microsoft, Windows 7
I'ma be the man 'round here and that's a blessing
I been killin' motherfuckers since a fuckin' adolescent
Nigga you should feel threatened, god damn
I'm the fuckin' man, bitch, I'm dumping off the gym
Dunkin' on these niggas I don't even need a rim
Run up on yo' spot, killin' him, him and him
All my niggas crazy, but my pockets never slim
Boy I swear the god, ballin' out like I'm Tim Hardaway, Hardaway
Ballin' out like I'm Tim, shee, I just ballin' out like I'm Tim
"I-I-I've been excited for this long"
"And what are you gonna say to your fans when they ask you some questions about it?" (IAmMillzMusic)
"I'm gonna say 'I feel good!'"
Hopped on the track like, damn, I'ma get 'em
Fry a motherfucker like a motherfuckin' skillet
Boy it's JuiceTheKidd on this track, I'ma get it
Choppa kinda hungry, bet it eat you up for dinner
I'm the fuckin' man and yo' niggas know I'm in it
Real as hell, real as hell, I'd never be pretendin'
Real as hell, real as hell, yeah
Y-S-L, Super Cell
Smokin' weed got me frail
Damn, I'm up in the sky
I can see clouds, I'm so motherfuckin' high
Niggas talking dumb, fuck around and he gon' die
Run up on 'em with the choppa, leave his momma traumatized
Bitch I am the man, who the fuck is you to I? (IAmMillzMusic)
Bitch I am the man, I'm too motherfuckin' high
Bitch I am the man, I'm so motherfuckin' fried
One more inch, and I can prolly touch the sky like, damn
Goin' crazy
All my niggas goin' crazy, ayy
All my niggas goin' crazy, ayy
We got that white like Shady, ayy
You know my niggas goin' crazy
Rock-a-bye, I ain't talkin' 'bout baby
"What are you gonna say to your fans when they ask you some questions about it?"
"I'm gonna say 'I feel good!'"
"Papa's got a brand new battery, It's a mad world"
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