I'm ad-libbing for the first time on the album right here, baby, right here
I notice it's getting old as I roll that spliff
'Cause all I do is smoke and I don't feel shit
'Cause I just want you to know that I don't feel a thing
I'm so cold that all I do is drink
I still run faster, I got a better mic
I wear nicer kicks and I could beat you in a fight
And I'm never outside 'cause I got a better life
And I'm always high and I'm always right
I like a lot of things but I do not like you
You wear the kind of jacket that I want a knife right through
This ain't even on some gangster shit, but I'd fight you
You should always be afraid of what I might do
I didn't wanna talk, 'cause I was just like you
Both had the kind of life that I could rush right through
And I think about it, but watch the end, it's getting closer
'Cause it's moving so fast, but in your case, it's over
Fuck rap, your career got summed up this track
You got barred, see me in the bar, get fucked up bad
And in a car, we tryna drive through the front of your head
And in a wall, like when I see you, 'cause of something you said
I felt the sun shine down, look into my face
It's like grabbing my crown I tilt it crooked into place
I think it's done right now 'cause the bullets ain't misplaced
I rip your tongue right out and stick it back into your face
I notice it's getting old as I roll that spliff
Cause all I do is smoke and I don't feel shit
Cause I just want you to know that I don't feel a thing
I'm so cold that all I do is drink
I still run faster, I got a better mic I wear nicer kicks and I could beat you in a fight
And I'm never outside cause I got a better life
And I'm always high and I'm always right
Yo I love my home, my city, yes, with Edmonton I'm down
It's just all the faggots in it taking glances at my crown
Yes, if you reach the rabbit, leave you ass up on the ground
Messed up when you tried to take the gram off the pound
It's not allowed, you can't touch me, you a slacker and it's sad
You probably put down your pen and for your life can't find your pad
Finding could haves, with wills that you kick back
You still mad, you're pissed that I did that, you miss what I still have
Never diss my city, I love my city, fuck
Find me cleaning out the garbage, got your body bags trumped
I put rocks in my rings, then rocks in these fellas
While I'm rocking the better shows, you rockin' the get up
You are not gonna get it, take the locks off the gutter
I can be gangsta too and just another motherfucker
See you rockin', you're sweatin, and walkin' all sped up
When I walk in your general direction with my head up
I notice it's getting old as I roll that spliff
Cause all I do is smoke and I don't feel shit
Cause I just want you to know that I don't feel a thing
I'm so cold that all I do is drink
I still run faster, I got a better mic I wear nicer kicks and I could beat you in a fight
And I'm never outside cause I got a better life
And I'm always high and I'm always right
Yeah I did my homework, I wouldn't touch it for the wealth
And if you think I don't work then you're fucking with yourself
But when I look at your worth, I trust that your health
Never worries you
But you should be worried before I bury you
So scurry back, be worried then I'm stirring up another track
Learn to be concerned with facts, words a little over-track
Learn what you heard with a beat and now I'm smoking that
You heard of that
Like I'ma let you word a bed on murder day
