Yeah, I just want to take this time to say You know thanks to everybody who, um Sent me the well wishes, you know I got fucked up, I ruptured my spleen Doctors said I lost one third of my blood inside of my body Ya know I signed papers for my death, I was in I.C.U for a couple days I was fucked up, but um, you know I made it through, God is good So to all my fans and friends and family who wished me well, God bless you Just thought I'd come right back at it, hop in the studio with super hot beats Hit 'em up I say, man drop a beat, let's hop in the booth Let's do somethin' real quick you know, just for the fuck of it, cause I need it
[Verse 1]
I'm kinda like fucking shit up Still walk with a limp, like I'm telling my dick to get up Shaking the babies and making the babies spit up You babies are maybe gonna get it ah.. shut up! Might aswel leave myself alone I can't fight it Im pissed in a bar like I wanna punch a microphone What did I get on, three pills and I'm at it Five pills down I'm high as a mothafucka an addict And an addict I'm adding habits to an already tragic Situation, now I'm pacing back and forth in a panic But I see everything in my future as panoramic See I got a pen and my pen has got me at advantage Probably let me in the heavens up in the hammock Lovin some fifty thousand my babies up in the hammock Rock n' roll hop in your '85 and lock and load I am a cracker no partner with parts I go I am just, I am just a lion with primal soul I am your highness with a finer designer clothes I am the thorn on the stem I am not the rose If em was rippin I would rip the entire globe I'm so pippin I'm sippin Dew from a diamond bowl 9 to 5 I go, yeah, 9 to 5 I go Money in money out, Wiz Khalifa But I'm forever like the winning cheafers A New York apple bomb, you should put me on banita My Texas chainsaw brains all on my cleaver killa-killa Oh my God, yeah, I'm a Godzilla Odd thriller, odd future, odd past too Are to the We Me He the millimeter, zing zing, Z, D he the 22 Empty crews, hes clean, cleaner than some some new shoes Meaner than a prude new head tattoo big news Yelawolf is on the track, choo-choo I enter the instrumental like an enema shit moves You faggots ain't getting women, pussy lip crews Spittin shit dudes, I'm okay, why? Cause I'm cool Cool enough to refrigerate I'm friger than cool With my living room, just by sitting next to Em Drop an ice cube in a mic like an ice pool tea ice pool Take a hike nice shoes, damn right But take a bite throw a nice cruise cause I'm back
[Interlude]
Ya know I just want to say thanks It's my way of saying thank you ya know for all the support, hold up
[Verse 2]
Wait I'm a great lake, shark I'mma make off I'mma make hearts break, I'mma take charge I'm play hard to get I'mma spit dodge and checks stars 'til they wake up and embrace me as a main artist I've paved dirt roads with a rake and I made it hard For fakes and snake thomas who weighs this great harvest I fuckin' farmed it, it takes to A&Rs Blazed this trail and I set sail to the main target Hit the main target, change the game And I made way as a main artist, switch and bite And twitch and shake and rob and take like a play gun They hope when I see 'em I give 'em a pass and a main pardon You rob me and get sold for a great bargaing The least you could do for the truth is play ParMage I see the cracks the leaks, it's way coming I'm sick shit, wait I made vomit Cause I'm a great comit I'm coming bring momma Jesus Christ I'mma leaves this lifes drama To be the bloodline of the word I see gonna So leave me not when you speak of the king son of a bitch I'm rich in blues, calling me what ya wanna White as my skin tone, black as my persona Red as the tip of the flame, guess what's burning under? Yela, and 3-33 is my fucking number Yela drops a freestyle to thank fans for supporting him during his recent stay in the hospital because of a ruptured spleen.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
