2nd verse
its hard its nows a days so i go on the grind
my ink blots stay changin, haters readin my mind
just face it, ya generic shit jus dont cut it
ya lyrics outta shape, grab chris brown n go run it
i got 4 hunned stashed wit the gorillas
forreal cuz, the shit i writes in the mind of a killa
im manson, bundy n jones all in 1
my emotion buttons tickin dont push or u done
cause its hard to convince yall now to stay real
im jus tryna get away imma take this gray pill
so fuck the world, and fuck u and ya girl
nothin that yall say stoppin me from grabbin dat pearl
i aint no dumb kid chasin down a hopeless dream
and when its time ill just fade away in a smokeless gleam
i got my future in my hands, so i got a tight grip
cuz i aint dodgin the lights to get hit wit the nightstick
