[Hook]
I pray the b**hes get badder and all their a**es get fatter
Haters keep talking their sh** but I tune out all the chatter
I pray the blizzys get fatter, I hope the haters get sadder
I do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
I pray the b**hes get badder and all their a**es get fatter
Haters keep talking their sh** but I tune out all the chatter
I pray the blizzys get fatter, I hope the haters get sadder
I do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
[Verse 1]
Riding low, day dreaming 'bout the telly
Listening to Pac I think i might know Makaveli
b**hes hit me on my celly, it never stops ringing
Cops bringing the drama now all of the blames fallin' on the mama
Like what could I have done to my stop my son from dying
Why the cops keep lyin'?
The judge is tryin' but never findin' crimes
I wonder why we out chillin' getting charged for dimes
We need change like a quarter but the stash is running low
If I dont pa** then I need cash I gotta go
I can never Bring it back to that ninth grade flow that sh** was trash ill admit it
Now its my time to shine the world is mine mothaf**a I'm about to go and get it
[Hook]
I pray the b**hes get badder and all their a**es get fatter
Haters keep talking their sh** but I tune out all the chatter
I pray the blizzys get fatter, I hope the haters get sadder
I do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
I pray the b**hes get badder and all their a**es get fatter
Haters keep talking their sh** but I tune out all the chatter
I pray the blizzys get fatter, I hope the haters get sadder
I do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
[Verse 2]
Deciding on my life with all these choices
Like should I go to college or could I really go against these voices
They keep telling me thats what I gotta do
But I'm really chasing dreams that could really come true
Im here feeling blue so I gotta get my green
Cash rules everything around me I'm a fiend
Thats the root of all evil but I understand C.R.E.A.M
While these people be at the parties I be manifesting dreams
I'm Stacking up profit just to blow it
Started working hard now my songs are gon' show it
There's a hole in the rap game so I'm here to sew it
Have you heard my last name b**h you better know it
Theres lots of snakes in my yard so I mow it
If you need that bud come to me I know who grow it
Never gave a f** damn I'm really such a poet
No beginner's luck damn I'm really such a poet
[Hook]
I pray the b**hes get badder and all their a**es get fatter
Haters keep talking their sh** but I tune out all the chatter
I pray the blizzys get fatter, I hope the haters get sadder
I do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
I pray the b**hes get badder and all their a**es get fatter
Haters keep talking their sh** but I tune out all the chatter
I pray the blizzys get fatter, I hope the haters get sadder
I do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker