Man I finally got a ticket And so do all my people with me A lot less than when we started Cause everybody couldn’t see it Remember they was talking down Now they can’t get in the building Didn’t nobody give directions So I had to use my feelings
I finally found an elevator They told me that I wouldn’t make it I’m just thanking the creator But all this saucin in extra flavor
This is a song for everyone who gave up on me Was supposed to fail but F’d around and still made a D D for dog off the chain like no slavery Please don’t hate on me Hate on the one that created me Man I’m from LA, but not the place that the Lakers be It’s Louisiana, same place that the gators be My music make you make the face you make when a baby stink Y’all should understand by now that there is no changing me I was doing this way before they was paying me I gave my only nope enough to y’all like a vacancy The word you telling me to take a break want to break a peace I see the sons middle finger always start off as peace
Man I finally got a ticket And so do all my people with me A lot less than when we started Cause everybody couldn’t see it Remember they was talking down Now they can’t get in the building Didn’t nobody give directions So I had to use my feelings
I finally found an elevator They told me that I wouldn’t make it I’m just thanking the creator But all this saucin in extra flavor
I, make hits like Mick Mantle God’s gift from black santa Pro black but I’ll still wear white socks with black sandals Some of y’all need to tell the truth Tellin’ lies is a bad habit All the BS won’t flush cause it really was too much to handle Rest in peace Vicky and [?] Dear God I really hate cancer “If you not a Christian rapper what you called?” I hung up I should’ve never answer Green beans still in my pantry Rap good like bandanas Dreams bigger than Rick Ross And I sing like Diana Dear God I don’t wanna fry, elevator on my way to heaven Matter of fact honestly I only like my fries French like Montana The told me not to only way to get the win is to change like TV channels But my remote control ain’t got no batteries
Man I finally got a ticket And so do all my people with me A lot less than when we started Cause everybody couldn’t see it Remember they was talking down Now they can’t get in the building Didn’t nobody give directions So I had to use my feelings
[Aha Gazelle (Ben Fields):] Hello? (Wahhh) Who’s this? [*Laughter*] What’s up? (What’s up man? I was wondering, whatchu get momma for her birthday?) Uh, well you know she doesn’t live here anymore, so I don’t know when I’m gonna see her, but I’m probably just gonna send something to her office Yeah, yeah, they just be traveling (Uh, when that happen?) I don’t know, man, they just stopped coming home [*Laughter*] (Oh stop, man) You need to commit, yeah (Oh my)