[Intro]

Hi, Kevin

[Verse 1]

Came in a foreign but left in a Civic

Most of these niggas they really ain't with it

Talking about rapping I thought you was kidding

Retro so dope I should really sell writtens

Arrogant niggas they really be lame

Feel like Obama we really need change

Lies in the truth, don't care what you claim

Where is the love you acting estranged

I play it safe, know what you make, niggas ain't making no bank (Tae Retro)

Hop in the whip, then I go missing, most of y'all really be tripping (That's the truth)

Yea I was broke, I needed hope, couldn't find a way to cope

Come teach a lesson, about depression, don't really care for the flexing (I don't)

Don't care for flexing these niggas get mad

Your tape looks better inside of a bag

Ain't talking money I'm talking bout trash

Come to the stu and you leave in a dash

Come over shorty you leave in a second

I'm getting mad, like who is you testing

Been had the kick they should call me lil' Tekken

Boyfriend is mad, that nigga be stressing

[Verse 2]

Vice City, feel like Tommy Vercetti

Pull up on you with a Glock and machete

Nigga let's do it I hope that you ready

Yea her name Sarah but she gave me Becky

Double the profit pull up and I get it

That nigga snitching I know he ain't with it

We're rapping fails, I go start a business

I'm breaking records you caught me at Guinness