Me, myself and I Hennesy and Black & Milds Everything I’ve seen as a fucked up child Still repeats in my fucked up mind Could’ve been deceased awaiting trial Could’ve stole the keys, but I chose hot-wire Now I’m rolling’ through the hood, windows down Avoiding cop cars, stop signs fucking up my breaks Growing up fast, like fuck the wait Escalade truck press play on game Turn that bitch up and swerve both lanes Crash, that motherfucker in a fence Ever since had a phobia of driving “Paranoid”, I said in silence, uh Whiplash, [?] had crashed a whip that ain’t mine Pull the speakers out, all I heard was a baseline O God, heard cops at the same time Airbags out, both stuck All bad, never felt luck Got out, [?] the way Play it off on my pen today Gotta find a payphone cause I’m out of minutes I’ll call Thomas, maybe he’s around chillin’ Told me he got bitches on the craft I told him I’m on joy rollin’, police is on my ass Twenty minutes later, in Corolla chillin’ [?] Cola, bag of chips Nigga I just crashed a whip Dodged a charge, Dodge Charger It was killa, that’s my cousin He was stuntin’, husslin’, heavy headed charger in the Chevy my nigga “The fuck is up tho, how you’ve been Where the hoes at, where the dro at? This’s our city, yeah cause you know that” Only cash is on our mind Smoke some weed and grab a 9 Hope we graduate on time Cause I hate school Don’t need y’all Whatchu gonna teach me, I’m too smart Free fall to the motherfucking money Detroit, ain’t a damn thing sunny Funny how we got these dreams that rich folks tell us we could archieve [?]
Never gonna be shit I agree Miss Louis [?] Never gonna be shit I agree coach Burns [?] Never gonna be shit Never gonna be shit Never gonna be shit But bitch, I’m gon’ be shit Never gonna be shit Never gonna be shit Never gonna be shit But bitch, I’m gon’ be shit