Niggas ain't got it I got it with me. Down on my knees I'm praying for peace. They hate that I'm blowing up fast for real. Get ate or adapt, straight from the trench. You dripping I'm closing the tap. I'm doing it sober, you hittin a casket. Niggas lacking the pace. They cannot relate. I'm switching, they tripping and sounding the same. These niggas ain't got it I ball like the mayor. Your bitch gimme at the back of the seater. I came with the steez they know I'm a winner. Colder than winter. They do it to please me. Niggas beneath me. 45 Records e tshwere lehipi. They ain't believe me. I came back up and I did it. Stacking it up then I blow it. I make it as soon as I spend it. I'm high as a kite. Independent I'm feeling so godly at times. Once I get it I get me a rolie. Niggas don't know