I said my thoughts aint right
I look into the mirror but i think I'm blind
Capsules in my hand its gone be alright
I don't need advice
I don't need spot light
I won't leave my vice
Bitch i think I'm mike
Not jordan
Climbing up this mountain
Don't have the drive
All i hear is doubtin when the sky turns night
What do i do
What do i do
I'm tryna figure it out
I said your thot looks nice
Know my drink is spiked when hear that ice
I tell her back it up if she want that pipe
Tell me I'm a young winner
See it in my eyes
Singing all my songs
Talking, I'm the one
I'm really the one
Whipping interstate w my gat I'm the one
Making music for fun
Until i go for broke
Then its not a joke
Bitch I'm honor roll
And I'm on a roll
I don't wanna poke
Or f*ck around
I wanna work
Don't wanna jerk
Hit my cat daddy
Back in my dads caddy
Won't let you call me a punk unless you wanna throw hands
Bitch I'm that man
And y'all gotta know