CD-R

You know WhoTF made it

The king of the ring, the king of the hill
Steadily hanging my head low
Tryna pull myself up, barely holding on, I'ma let it go
Chills they cover her spine when I'm within her radius
Pressing the team for starting I'm gonna show how real it can really get
Nothing up on my mind but time and how I'm maneuvering
Ima hit uptown Howell in a fur coat and all my jewelry
Thinking about my life when I was back home I was fucking up
Now they bring my name up like, "You lying," no bitch, look it up
Blade on my waistline, heard it through the grapevine
White snow, white skin, looking like it's 8 mile
Slide in the night time, poison in the pipelines
Cancer in the air, you okay now but bitch it take time
My shirt say Deadboy across that bitch, I hop on beat, I bump that bitch
Got swiss cheese tryna switch on me, phone DND don't call up me
Mp5 please don't fail on me, threw up my chain, it hailed on me
Had some friends that done bailed on me, like Suga free I'm sucka free
Ice cubes in my cup, ice cubes on my chain
Ice Cube was dead wrong, today is not a good day
If I could take it all back and have the chance to change
I'd probably fuck it up again it's in my DNA
Lavenderscrub he a CNA
Went back in time to yesterday, I popped his ass, now he won't see today
Drop it like I'm Weezy, baby
Bitches ask me how I do it, I reply, "This shit is easy, baby"

Sesh it be the season baby, weapon on my person
Keep it spinnin' like a CD baby, step up don't be nervous