I keep thinking how young can you die from old age

But you could miss me with all that, diss me then crawl back. I really wish yall would fall back, but gettin rich suppose to solve that.

I could teach you how to speak my language, Rosetta Stone.

Family over friends, because real friends are family

But get it while you're here boy, cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy.

I smoke goody, no glaucoma.

They say real girls aint never perfect, perfect girls aint real.