WTF? (SPED UP) E

Recognize when the rare got the seven. Made my own rules, fuck the crowd, sick of Guessing. Ice in my veins, got the fire, got The weapon. No look back now, every line's a Confession. Pull the Glock out the cabin, Dress myself in cruise apparel. See models dancing to my music, ask myself like What the--recognize when the rare got the the Fire, got No look Back now, every line's a confession. Recognize when the rare got the seven. Made my own rules, Fuck the crowd, Sick guessing. Ice in the Weapon. No look back now, Every Line's Confession. Five-o-five is in the morning and I feel just Like a god. I see the check behind my Window while you bugging in your squad. Pull the Glock out the cabin, dress myself in Cruise in cruise apparel. See models dancing to my Music, ask myself like what the--Five-o-five is the Morning I feel Just Like a god. See The check Behind My window while you bugging your Squad. out the cabin, myself cruise apparel. See like the--Five-o-five is morning I feel just Like a god. I See models dancing to music,