Couple of artists got words for me, that's never fun. They say it's on when they see me, that day don't ever come.
I swear niggas be eyein me all hard and lyin to they girls and drivin the same cars
I realize I waited too long but please don't move on.
Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed. Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head.
Famous like a drug that I've taken too much of but I never ever trip, just peace, happiness and love.
It's about finding what's next. I'm hesitant to let people know what producers I'm f---ing with, what I'm rapping about. I'd rather drop that winning hand out of nowhere.