Intro:
D - How did I even end up here dude?
L - Yea uh, I don’t know dawg
D - I don’t- I don’t know why I’m here
L - Yea me neither man, I dont- I don’t know how I ended up here. But I-
D - Like to be completely honest with you I like I just don’t know why I’m here
L - But I like-
D - Like?
L - Please like..
D - Like can someone take me away from here? Like this is fuckin’ weird
L - Yeah get us outta here please
Yeah S ‘n’ S with some heat
Homie yea im down witt this beat
I’m fallin’ down for real but, Im out here farmin’ wheat
You know I grab sticks n strings
Get that minegang bow on that flow
Today that fuckin day that we start ta grow
Ya feel like me? So low… yuuuuh…
Get up out my business
I won't tell you more than once so listen
Im the typa guy to waste my life and head to prison
In this shitty little life
Yea you know I carry knives
Ive got one price...
Rice
(yea)
You tell me I ain't shit
But to be completely honest you’d be right
Because my wrist slit
Since the very day that I became a wight
Up on that front page
Wish Id fall but Im still at this low age
Locked in a cage
Filled with rage
Yuh you’re fake uh