CHICK

Why you look like that? (he looks crazy as fuck)
 He look crazy as hell
 But he dress well (oh, my God)
 Why his face look puff?
 Why he look like that? (you look like a-)
 Why your hair like that? (like a chipmunk or something)
 Why your teeth like that? (or like a prairie dog)
 Why your cheeks like that?
 I got this shitty moustache, and a new haircut
 Short but tall enough to ride every ride, so it's fair enough
 Teeth crooked but my breath fresh just like the evergreens
 My attitude is bit like, a psys- fuck!
 You mean a psychopath
 I bet the marble feel good on your bare foot
 I'm in the backyard hidin' out like I'm Bigfoot
 And I won't cater to you
 Yeah, I'm not Carrabba's, and I ain't takin' orders
 Here for the loot, and to inspire some of you
 To do what you do despite all the, "Fuck you's"
 'Cause they shit on your shit, stab you right in the back
 'Til you're shittin' on the toilet with Grammys in your lap
 Niggas talk a lot of shit, in a safe place
 Aimin' with they keyboard, they shootin' uppercase
 I'm bookin' tour dates, money in the suitcase
 Commander and the chief like, Barack Hussein
 Same nigga, two names, I am onto new things
 Flyin' out of Houston, lemme say a few things
 I don't give a fuck about you or your screen name
 I'ma be a star even if I say the same things
 'Cause them same things keep me on the wavelengths
 I dropped another verse so you gon' have to pay me
 Glock with no safety, seen niggas on the pavement
 Over gang affiliations, guns with extensions
 Seein' niggas get anxious, all these internet gangstas
 I'm runnin' outta patience, nigga, stick to your day shift
 And watch what you're sayin', and please keep prayin'
 'Cause niggas talk big 'til that price on their head
 I feel these voices always drown out all the noise in the room
 They don't employ you for your purpose, they just need a platoon
 Another number in a line ready to march into tombs
 I ain't the one to assume, I put the coon in tycoon
 We colonizin' the moon, I see you look to the sky
 And start to wish it was you, sometimes I wish I was me
 Sometimes I'm watchin' my life
 I'm dissociated from what eats my heart up at night
 Sleep on a cloud of my strife
 I ain't afraid of the heights, they all afraid to appall
 I'm just afraid of excitement bein' a trip to the mall
 I need a summer to fall, I need a winter to spring
 Got all these seasons within me, buildin' a story to sing
 Don't need a dollar to dream, I need a billion, in facts
 I need a trillion in wealth, y'all niggas need to relax
 I wanna build up the culture, they wanna dream in the trap
 I took the zoom off my lens, and I saw the world in my lap
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the bag, all my niggas in the bag
 I'm not tryna be like you, when I grow, money in the bag
 Keep the sand in the-