Natural

They weren't calling back

It ain't shit for me to toss a hundred i'm the quarter back

Baby I don't think I love you but I sort of care

Wonder why I ain't blew up yet my life more than rap

Gas prices going up they say the bows got cheap

So now when he hit the hood he taking more than three

Double r's on the hood stars in the ceiling

I probably won't be a start until the kill me

Two c's on each sneak amiri the zipper

I might throw some money on her I can't love a stripper

But I really love the money this shit hit me different

I see my brother smiling back and say we really did it