They're gonna write "too stoned" on my tombstone

And say I lost my mind when the roof's gone, cruise mode

They say I'm two-faced

I went and copped the two-tone, blue and gold

Grew up off Foster, no group homes

Home gave me a good heart, good start

Start to realize I just can't skip to the good part

Part of me just wants to give up, all I want's a push start

I ain't just wake up awake one day, it took thought

Shit don't happen overnight, you fucking stupid

Big unit, it resembles Randy Johnson

On stage, ready for that Action Bronson

Damn shame, whatever you had you lost it

Playing games for too long, had to forfeit

Four fits, 24 hours, forged documents

False compliments, complimentary breakfast's not continental

Champagne toasts to accomplishments

Conflicts with the consulate, all kinds of shit

Yo, put your glass up, we all deserve this shit, man

Why the fuck is everybody (Calling me)

I think it's time to say my piece

But for now I'm laughing at all the names that they keep (Calling me)

All of these years

I couldn't spare a prayer now I swear to (God it feel like)

The angel of (Death is fucking calling me)

It's not fair, I shed a tear, my only fear is (God, it feel like)

The angel of (Death is fucking calling me)

I guess it's a blessing

Because lately all my old ways (Fucking calling me)

Aye

Make no mistake, you'll still get your Miss took, Miss taken

Went to school for her masters, now she's Ms. Information

Configured formulas, finally got this information

I'm not down to debate, it's not up for interpretation

Up to nothing good, they told me I'm good for nothing

Took me suffering to understand I wasn't

Stuffing kush in the cushion, pool table full of eight balls

Suffocate you with the same cloth we're not cut from

Then keep it pushing

Man, I hate y'all

I'm back, got these pussies hurt, need Midol

Can't even be crackheads right, they're smoking drywall

While y'all was spraying groceries down with Lysol

I was stacking bullets in towers if ever I fall

But I ball so hard I'd breeze through Wallace

No, I ball so hard I see through diamonds

No, I ball so hard I need new eyelids

No, I ball so hard I need to vomit

I'm so fucking up, it's disgusting

Why the fuck is everybody (Calling me)

I think it's time to say my piece

But for now I'm laughing at all the names that they keep (Calling me)

All of these years

I couldn't spare a prayer now I swear to (God it feel like)

The angel of (Death is fucking calling me)

It's not fair, I shed a tear, my only fear is (God, it feel like)

The angel of (Death is fucking calling me)

I guess it's a blessing

Because lately all my old ways (Fucking calling me)

They thought it was, but it's never over

Now that I'm back, remove the cap, show respect to a soldier

They think they'll never pay like 7-Eleven soda

Thought they had a witness until he met Jehovah

Meeting my thick bitch in Houston, we met at Kroger's

She call me "papi", last name Espinoza

Cancer with a mouth on her like a teratoma

Fear for her life when I bend her over, never tempt the cobra

Know what's funny? I was over the head and headed over

Probably went over her head, big business, low overhead

I love New York, but I'm over it, I'm tired of women wearing Timbs

About to move to the South and buy overalls

How's your bitch fat and her hair thin

Apologize, I've got a crooked side, like a hairpin

Make statements and make them congregate

Once everything's calm in place, it's too commonplace, common fate