Yeah, bitch I’m back I’m back again I’m feeling good, better than I ever been It’s West side ’til a nigga D. I. E., And where I’m I’m from Mother fucka’ 5-0-tree I don’t fuck with niggas who bitter And back pedal, the fact is… You lame Homie got a vendetta but Never get it together, your best friend Insane I’m looking at life in a different light I’m a beast in disguise Waking up this morning, I got Crust in my eyes Funny how the money make a nigga go blind Subliminal shots That be for kids Look at the clock I’m sick of my wrist Shoutout to Meech That’s my nigga and shit I color [?] oh, yeah We lit in this bitch L-er than L, sicker than sick Ride for my dogs like a nigga Mike Vick Who you know can rap like this? You fucks with me like your first name [?] My bars on freeze, that mean I’m cold, nigga you know These (nuts) don’t play around TMI, TMI, but you notice now I’m a beast, I’m a beast I got money on my mind If a nigga gotta eat, I’m [?] Bet a nigga dine When I’m talking to my brio He said all I got is time I’m a beast motherfucker You can hear it in my lines like