(Four3va the fucking Goat nigga, fuck is you talking 'bout) I got her faded smoking marijuana, that's my problem, baby Can you be my damn doctor, I got problems, I just need some more knowledge With or without you, baby, I'll be stable But don't just keep watching me, just like I'm cable Devoted my prophecy because I'm able Feel like I'm the only real, whoa, sitting at the table He don't got no goals and he don't got no paper I swear to god, that it nothing that I would love more than a hater And I swear to god, we got big body gen 5, the shit is just for alligator I pop a tab and I get the fuck on, they treat me like tow mater If you play with my family, then I swear to god, take this shit off my ankle Feel like Leonardo 'cause I'm painting pictures on all of 'em, baby I feel just like Carlos 'cause I'm fucking Mexican hoes, we don't trace it And she gon' get stuffed, sucking dick with them braces Try to get my heart back, they hit me with that taser I promise, I joined the mobb 'bout that anger I promise, I want to see her, but, I hate her If I see the bitch, this on God, I'ma face her I'm from the east side, I don't beef with no niggas, I'm graceful Me and my whoa, we pop out, shoot that boy like the Pacers I got her faded popping damn oxy, I got a problem That nigga just think he invincible, we might- him She let me hit it, on God, I ain't quit it, on God, I ain't stopping I knew my bitch was a hoe when I picked up that blunt, then, I dropped it