I been stuck beneath my goals Digging out the hole like a barrel and the smoke If you think I fear you than you bold I'm comparable to cold Man ya niggas need respect and some Theraflu to go Ain't no therapeutic flows, when you hear the dude compose And I been running from the jakes, I got some emeralds to glow I pray that I'm memorable when old Visions of my past got my temple moving slow Steady pedal in these roads I'm ready for confetti, spittin' heavy till I choke He said I'm like a yetti holding coke Cause you ain't even know if its the yetti or the coke Stumble off my papa Henny, ready to explode With my head beneath the snow, ay ay Tell em 'cut that shit out' Winter New York, tell em 'cut that shit out' sLUms season here, tell em 'cut that shit out' Cut that shit