Hey Big Mike, Tijon, What we doing on this one? This gotta be my comeback song right? So I gotta spazz (ahem) Look, Ayo I treat this shit like a game sometimes homie but uh, I'm never playing Hey now that we got this intro out the way though let's say we uhh Yeah Yeah Yeah YUP They saying that NLIGHTiN can't turn up? (Please) I hold more fire than the kush that I burn up Cuz I'm the MF truth, Sojourner They know I make a jam like an old used burner I stay around murder And bitches that would rather go and get their next fix than to buy their kids Gerber Shit is so sad, Young homies getting toe tagged Make a MF never go back (Word up) Police looking at me like I'm up to something (hold up) 2 ropes swinging like I'm double dutching (Hold up) Dro got me leaning like I'm double cupping (hold up) Bro steady drinking til he Uncle Ruckus “Word around town is that you're coming up, Check my brodie out he on the up and up” I am not the one you should be sucking up Me, myself and I don't give a **** unless you bumping US I got this shit out the quicksand Cuffs on my wrists like a wristband Now I'm stuffing this bitch and her thick friend And I found me some ways I can get ends I went from eating out tin cans ‘Til I hustled and got me bout 10 bands On my momma, I told you I quit playing ‘Til I see her again ill inflict pain That's what I'm about to do Got my Blick loaded I'm about to take a shot or two Got lit shows, get ‘em jumping like Bonnaroo Hoes tiptoe around me, really, Like “how are you?” They say what I'm speaking in my songs hella powerful Mental Health Matters and it's still not topical Still not viral like the whole room got the flu Still I keep it thuggin that's what MF Pac would do (YUH) Murder Murder Murder Murder I'm from the Mitten where you're drilling or you're flipping burgers Catch me up in a Suburban from what I be serving I can catch you laying in the ICU at Hurley I'm in this rap life ten toes, Lord Knows, Tell momma not to worry If I go, then I go out like a man I'ma call all my friends, have a party in the cemetery (Can you hear me) (Can you see me) (I've been dreaming) (I've been sleeping) I been getting to the paper If you don't vibe with me you're a MF hater I remember every single night, used to stay up late, having visions of the day that I made it It's not what I thought My story's covered in blood And dirt that I got out the mud I'm having fun But damned if I say I ain't haunted by all of the shit that I've done