Released on June 13, 2014

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[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

So

Yeah, yeah

Movin' so slowly


[Verse]

When I'm dead and gone (Gone)

I bet you I'm the realist nigga in that cemetery (Yeah)

Rather rap off a obituary, get you buried (Buried)

Smoke the blunts that's of preliminary, weed is hairy

Fucking on a bitch you marry, look like Jimmy Carey (Uh)

Masked up for that fast buck, guess who (Who)

The human cesspool, skydive in a wetsuit

Dance with my demons with two left shoes (Shoes)

The vehicle resemble pet food (Faggot, pussy)

I'm Jesse James in some J's and a 'Lo bucket

The flow I mustered keep hoes running

Mac 1-0 busting, sound like war drumming

Foes ducking, mugging, say I'm bugging (Buggin')

Controlled substance, roll with the punches

I'm lunching in Beelzebub's bathtub

Mad drugs, sold the Adderall to the math club (Got that)

Get dough, sold the Ecstasy to the freak hoes (Got that)

Then I hit the park and lost it all in a cee-lo

I said fuck it, stuck the game up after (Right back)

About my collections like a pastor, my mental is NASA (Yeah)

Eighth letter global nigga, ain't nothing after

You say this is your page, faggot I'm burning the chapter


[Chorus]

You know my eyes wide shut for whatever going on around me

Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out, feeling rowdy

Ready to wet the party up and whoever in that motherfucker

Word to mother, there won't be another, nah

Word to mother, there won't be another

Ready to wet the party up and whoever in that motherfucker

Word to mother, there won't be another, nah

Word to mother, there won't be another