Vomit

[Verse 1: Levi Hinson]
Um
Depressive tendencies
When I'm gone, hope they remember me
I'm tryna use my raps to get the cheddar cheese
Buy my parents a house and pay some student loans
I'd rather use it for that than abuse it for my own
I came up from the suburbs, I'm outgrowing my home
Ready to graduate so I can have life of my own
Tired of being disrespected because of my age
I'm sick of acting like I'm cool with what people are saying
It's a conscious decision I just really need to make
I pray to God that my haters will be abbreviate
Wait for a second, don't make you pay for the record
And you still playing the record, but giving hate to the record
It doesn't add up
These people are jealous, like oh, you mad huh?
That's funny, I'm coming, tryna run it
So depressed up in the winter months
But still got enough records to go smack you up with
Uh
I got rappers throwing up, sick

[Verse 2: Montell Fish]
(throwing up noise)
Yo, I'm puking on these bars man
Beat's crazy, I be swingin' lines like I'm tarzan
Aw man, did I mention
That I'm with Hinson
Taking over the business and robbing these rappers' jobs man?
I charge $3 billion for a feature
Cause homie I don't need the money, I got Jesus
Blowing up like atom bombs, [?] falling in different seasons
Called up to a God and He answered me, like "you have reached me"
"You've reached me son, the struggle's over"
I was a man dogging life like my name was dober
Was never sober, was always smoking
He took the J out my mouth and annointed my vocals
Rapping 'bout drugs, was always boastful
Gave me 87 chances like I'm [?]
The flow is postal, your boy is local
So holler at me if you ever need a mogul