(what they want?)they want that killing shit that dumb shit that where you from shit that ride around you hood all day with your gun shit all i got to my name is two bricks and one felony your going back to jail thats what my country's keep on telling me i really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me when the government throwing more curves than the letter C i said the letter C i guess thats for correctional they try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable (chorus) god damn another trap i think bush trying to punish us sending little messages out to each and every one of us real g shit well thats really unheard of when you get more time for selling dope than murder in this crazy world this world keeps spinning my rims still spinning even though the money slow we still spinning in this crazy world let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning same thing different day still burning in this crazy world and this dopes still selling and these nigga's still telling when you make it through the day its no talent in this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) in this crazy world when i was fourteen i turned nothing to a quarter meal probably why i never give a f**k about a record deal and i ain't never tried this shit imagine how the wife feel but that don't even matter though trying to pay the light bill, light bill, phone bill plus my granted nerve bills feel like i should be taking off imagine how my nerves feel i want a new bently my aunty need a kidney and if i let her pass her children never will forgive me (chorus) god damn another trap i think bush trying to punish us sending little messages out to each and every one of us real g shit well thats really unheard of when you get more time for selling dope than murder in this crazy world this world keeps spinning my rims still spinning even though the money slow we still spinning in this crazy world let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning same thing different day still burning in this crazy world and this dopes still selling and these nigga's still telling when you make it through the day its no talent in this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) in this crazy world i ain't a x box so why you niggas trying to play with me i really be the streets so what you niggas got to say to me cant be much cant be much (why?) cuz i ain't listening i just left the hood and ill be damned if they ain't filling them want to see me fall off guess that just the way it be old school timber beam them usually that the way it be and plus i got a driver that get them things from a to b soon as you get your money right they hit you with conspiracy (chorus) god damn another trap i think bush trying to punish us sending little messages out to each and every one of us real g shit well thats really unheard of when you get more time for selling dope than murder in this crazy world this world keeps spinning my rims still spinning even though the money slow we still spinning in this crazy world let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning same thing different day still burning in this crazy world and this dopes still selling and these nigga's still telling when you make it through the day its no talent in this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) in this crazy world