Cataracts

Yeah, check, check, yeah, uh
 Chillin' in my, uh, uh
 Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
 Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
 Chillin' in my, chillin' in my, uh
 Old school
 Chevy thang, Cadillac
 Smokin' on that good, good
 Good for my cataracts
 Fuckin' up this bad food
 Fast food, gettin' fat
 Nine, extended clip attached
 Swingin' it like a battle axe
 Livin' la vida broke-a
 Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
 Antonio Montana dream
 Mama wasn't havin' that
 Niggas ain't know no better
 We fuck 'em and pass 'em
 We was passin' rats
 Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
 Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
 Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
 Codeine got me passin' out
 Crown mix it with cranberry
 Tryna see what that about
 'Member we hit that lick and tied up them Crips in that Atlanta house
 Had to smoke that nigga that came
 Along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out
 Seem like my actions was devil sin, I can't sympathize
 Fuck generation next, this generation genocide
 Your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide
 To me, the guy that lie is the black man personified
 Anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth
 Should he come knockin' at the door of your home, you know, for death
 Knew the Lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
 Cold turkey on the dope, had to gain the knowledge of self
 In my old school
 Chevy thang Cadillac
 Good, good
 Good for my cataracts
 Bad food
 Fast food, gettin' fat
 Nine, extended clip attached
 Swingin' it like a battle axe
 I'm chillin' in my old school
 Chevy thang, Cadillac
 Smokin' on that good, good
 Good for my cataracts
 Fuckin' up this bad food
 Fast food, gettin' fat
 Nine, extended clip attached
 Swingin' it like a battle axe
 Livin' la vida broke-a
 Fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
 Antonio Montana dream
 Mama wasn't havin' that
 Niggas ain't know no better
 We fuck 'em and pass 'em
 We was passin' rats
 Bitch, you wet my 'Wood up
 Dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
 Wish I could put that pussy off in my pockets, I would leave with that
 Hit my after your cycle, I need that pussy with no string attached
 Fiendin' to get it, won't hit it,
 Against my religion, a nigga won't bleed for that
 You lucky enough to get you a nigga
 With morals, you needed to heed to that
 Turkey bacon, bitch, like my toast buttered on both sides
 Chevy dipped in liquid cocaine, my Casper the Ghost ride
 I let some people go from my company and they sold out
 I know that they jumpin' straight into Hell, I pray that they nosedive
 Mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got Jesus with you
 Last Supper, you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
 Side bitch was trippin', I fucked but won't spend the evening with her
 My baby mama switched up her diet, I'ma go vegan with her
 Father, please deliver us niggas, carnivorous niggas
 I walk amongst the dumb, deaf, and blind, and them frivolous niggas
 And dope, rap, and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
 You put it in the book then I guess you done hid it from niggas
 I'm chillin' in my old school
 Chevy thang, Cadillac
 Smokin' on that good, good
 Good for my cataracts
 Fuckin' up this bad food
 Fast food, gettin' fat (New shit)
 Mashallah, rest in peace to Tha Jacka
 Paradise, the next life, I'll see you in the hereafter
 I'm in that ebony Instagram, my nigga was mad I ain't smashin'
 Nigga, I don't need you for the
 Feature, really don't fuck with no rapper
 I don't got no problem with these
 Niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts
 When you pop up with an opinion and drag your name through the dirt
 On the Day of Judgement, niggas gon' pay for they dirt
 Including me
 Couldn't push my boat through the
 Lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt
 Uncle was smokin' that work
 Can't come in the crib, I serve you through the gate
 Smell the dope off in the air
 Jimmy Duggan, shake and bake
 Used to walk a dog with H
 In and out, Empire State
 '68 Chevalle, don't need no Bentley truck or fuckin' Wraith
 2014, addicted to lean, I was depressed as fuck
 Duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up
 And if they knock me down, I wonder would one of my niggas help me up?
 Pockets, they finger-lickin', they honey kettle chicken, breaded up
 Bitch, get your bread up, bitch
 I say my pockets, they finger-lickin',
 Honey kettle chicken, breaded up, bitch
 This that new shit
 Madlib, that new shit
 Takin' over, new king, woo
 Let that shit ride out
 You better pray twice, nigga