Gary Coleman

[Verse 1]
I hate small talk, always keep short, Gary Coleman
Been up in my own zone, had to wonder where my phone been
So dry, had to wonder if it was stolen
Act like I don't care, had to keep it stoic
The man still Super at my Louis
Eyerolls became deep smiles
Jeez, they I ain't think I'd notice
This my world, you the the one that lost base with reality
Psychosis, my fault for the prognosis
I’d thought knew y'all were lame niggas
Simple, do it for the fame, niggas
Couldn't sell hard tickets, goddamn, who to blame, niggas?
Taking shorting cuts couldn't handle real pain, niggas
Yeah, they saw me on the come up
Try to put me down, didn't know when my reign is
When the rain hit, when the reign hit

[Verse 2]
Damn, straight in been sick, sick, sick
Time ain't promised, nigga, tick, tick, tick
Yeah, I'm barking on the track 'cause life's a bitch
Mud talk, call me Matthew, yeah, that's true grit
Rent past due far from few, knew the truth
Mediocrity gets you fucking pennies
Now watch the young nigga move and carry
Crowns and jewels, in my bag, yeah, that shit's heavy, I