TOO MUCH DAMN SHADE (THE SUN-CHILD IN THIS BITCH)

NO ROOM FOR FAILURES (IN MY MIND DON’T EXIST)

JUST TOLD MY MAMA I COULD DO IT & I DID 

I GREW UP HOPELESS A TROUBLED LIL CHILD FOR SOME REASON COULDN’T FOCUS

COLD HEARTED AND WORTHLESS I COVERED MY HEART ON SLEEVE BEFORE THEY NOTICED

NOW MAZELEE APPROACH THIS..WHOLE THING LIKE A RING

AND IM OFF OF THE ROPES WITH MY LIL CHICK IN A TWIST 

BADU BODY LEGIT BOUT FLOW IN HER PINK LIKE A LOTUS

GOT MIND OVER MOST SHIT HAD TO SMOKE ME SOME TREE WHILE I GO THE MOTIONS

REMEMBER THE KNOWTIONS THAT SHIT WAS WAVE LIKE I RAPPED IN A OCEAN

NO STUDIO PRO SHIT JUST ME AND MOON-GODDESS WE MIXING LIKE POTIONS

KNOW WE JUST THE COLDEST LST BE THE BRAND IF YOU SEE IT PROMOTE IT

JUST KEEPING IT KOSHER BUT I DROP SOME SHIT SO COLD IT MIGHT FROZE YA

SHE LOVE MY APPROACH A YOUNG KING WITH A DREAM AND SPOODY LIL ODOR

SHE REMIND ME OF NOYA LIL COUNTRY BREAD THICK AND HER ASS LIKE A BOULDER 

HEART BROKE I AIN’T NOTICE JUST TOOK THE HURT FROM ME AND NOW IM RELOADED 

CANT SEE SHIT IM SUPPOSE TO TOO MUCH OF THAT POSING TURN YOUR PICS TO POSTERS

STILL CANT SAY I AIN’T LOVE YA BUT GIRL FOR THE LIFE OF ME JUST COULDN’T TRUST YA 

SO BEFORE I BE A BUSTER I RATHER CUT TIES WITH YOU AFTER I CUT YA 

BEEN CUTTING TIES WITH POISON VIBES (THAT AIN’T SHIT)

TOO MUCH DAMN SHADE(THE SUN CHILD IN THIS BITCH)

NO ROOM FOR FAILURES (IN MY MIND DON’T EXIST)

JUST TOLD MY MAMA I COULD DO IT & I DID 


ONE TIME FOR MY POPS THO CHOPPED IT UP WITH OLD WOOD IMMA CHIP OF THE BLOCK HOE

AIN’T CLAIMING NO BLOCKS THOUGH JUST A CHI CITY NIGGA 

TIL MY TIMING CLOCK BROKE BELIEVE IT OR NOT FLOW 

WE REALLY PUSHED WEIGHT HAD EM SHIP OVERNIGHT LOADS

GET INSURANCE LIKE GEICO CUZ WE SEND EM BACK IF THE NUMBERS AIN’T RIGHT BRO 

READJUSTING MY MIC POST CUZ I GOT SOME SHIT ON MY MIND LIKE A PSYCHO 

PAUL JUST LEFT ON A TIGHT ROPE AND I CANT FORGET THAT LIKE A ELEPHANT MIND DON’T 

PUT REVERSE ON THE TIME ZONES BRING MY NIGGA BACK LIKE HE WAS SNATCHED UP FOR RANSOM

I CANT LIE THIS SHIT DEAD WRONG MY BROTHER FOREVER TELL REGGIE THE WOODS ROLLED 


PICTURE LIFE HOW IT WOULD GO IF WE WASN’T YOUNGIN’ AND WE UNDERSTOOD HOPE

GUESS IT MIGHT BE ALL GOOD DOE NOT SAPPING WITH FERG TO MY FRIENDS IM THE HOOD POPE

MAZE THE ONE NEVER SHOOK THO DEAR MOMMA IM TRAPPING BUT THIS TIME ITS GOOD DOPE.