The good times can be a trap
Oh, yeah? Ha-ha-ha
Oh, hell no (Yeah, yeah)
Not here (Stück scheiße!)
Check myself into rehab (Yeah)

Yeah
Um... I might die before I detox
(You piece of shit)
Now that´s a bar
I´ma save that one for a little bit (You piece of shit)
But let me come in with with somethin´ else, you feel me?
(Yeah, yeah; here we go)

It´s Air Jordan on my flip-flops (Woo)
And kill me now if I did it all for hip-hop (K-ch, blaow)
I might die before I detox
This ain´t high school, no little Asian I can cheat off (Mimimimimimimimi)
We keep chiefin´ while police watch (Woo)
Loss in vibration, sirens blowin´ up the weed spot (Ha, yeah)

The Heisman hopefuls all growin´ up to be cops
Chasin´ after gangsters but they never find the G-spot (Oh)
I´m recordin´ like I´ll die tomorrow (Die)
At the rate I´m gettin´ high, it´ll be hard for me to find tomorrow (Find)
But I just pray that I´ll survive tomorrow (Oh my God)
As she cries in sorrow (Oh my God)
She just needs some time to borrow, she´ll be smilin´ by tomorrow
Everything will be so fine tomorrow (Yeah)
Put the white away, we can do some lines tomorrow
Come say hi to Morrow (Hello)

Well, I´ll be damned if this ain´t some shit
Well, I´ll be damned if this ain´t some shit
Here I am

Oh... I know you see me
Here I am
Yeah... and I´ll be damned if this ain´t some shit but here I am!

I´m the only suicidal motherfucker wit´ a smile on (Ching)
Let´s hold hands and sing the Bible, that´s a violent psalm
The high-strung, eyes-low, ride along
Everybody grab a fuckin´ number, this a dieathon (Mimimimimi)
(Kill me) Oh, I´m the bomb (Hell yeah)
Literally back away, I´m the bomb (Ka-plow!)
Let me get my lion on (Growl)
Yeah, okay
Eighty-five grand get you a heavy-ass wrist (Bling)

They ain´t killin´, they just yellin´, that´s it (Ah!)
A deadly combination with that ecstasy sniff (Uh)
On the phone, probably yellin´ at Rich (Come on, man)
Say, double the money (Double the money), please, double the money (Double the money)
Triple the problems, double the money
They was all laughin´, wasn´t that funny? (Hahahaha)
I started fuckin´ with drugs and now I´m a junkie
The U-S of A, I fuck with my country (???)
But Uncle Sam could never teach me how to Dougie (Oh, oh)
I´m thinkin´ ´til my brain pops
Spittin´ is a cakewalk (Woah)
I´m just a rapper, guess I´m stickin´ to my day job (Woo)

Wiz gettin´ faded, come and kick it at a bakeshop
Everything is A-1, steak sauce (Hahaha)

(Oh, thank God)
Goddamnit (Thank God)
Thank God
Here I am and I´ll be damned if this ain´t some shit
Here I am and I´ll be damned if this ain´t some shit