Lyrics

G5 in your ears flow sick rythmes coughing out/ blackingout on wax let them pile with the coughen out/ a few tricks up my sleeves yeah I let a portion out/ when I was 13 I tried to tell em/ put the caution out/ precaution now cause homies you grew up with acting akward now/ yeah I'm the sky by the glitch got me closer now/ yeah I was high but this got me sober/ yeah its just a start I sent it in now its over clown/ over now you talking off that food and that soda clown/ criticized I'm taking all shots without the soda clown/ read a marting Luther king book so you could hold the crown/ I had a dream. But, but now its over now/

They sayin that he changed without the quap and the (cha,ching)/ imagine when I (cha,ching) the hate and the complains/ to personal never that hard and commercial too/ shyt if it was up 2 me I be on a commercial too/ I'm tryna get enough quap to cop me the earth or two/ sounded like I fell off? Nah get on my vertical/ glitch, G5, who? What? We never heard of you/ I murder you for what you murder me, murder will murder you/ man up and vice versa money makes grams crush/ damn what? Life can't hurt you nigga get that plan up/ man up I can't call you enless that hands up/

Consignment I'm in for that assignment we styling, we wilding/

Act up we pump up the wilding

We styling

Act up we pump up the wilding

We wilding

Act up we pump up the wilding
(Repeat)