Rage

Flip to the pain (Okay yuh)

Feel the rage (Yeah) Get out my way (down)

Trouble on me like labor day

I talk about money,(Right) sex drugs it's funny (That's true)

**** all want something from me

I drop the mic and I hit the Corroney

Flip to the pain (Okay yuh)

Feel the rage (Yeah) Get out my way (down)

Trouble on me like labor day

I talk about money,(Right)sex drugs it's funny (That's true)

**** all want something from me

I drop the mic and I hit the Corroney

Put me on a pully I'ma feel like I'm on top now

That bitch really did the mean that she giving me top now

I've been driving so fast I don't think I'll ever gon slow down

Got oh forty on me and all these motherfuckers get mowed down

Like right now, cook ah **** up like some Kung Pao

They known fit the fat, they jacking my style

Making song for a minute a long while

And I know that everybody gon say

And i bet they don't rap with this word play

So think twice if you think you gon hurt me

I gotta flight I said ara the third chay

Flip to the pain (Okay yuh)

Feel the rage (Yeah) Get out my way (down)

Trouble on me like labor day

I talk about money,(Right)sex drugs it's funny (That's true)

**** all want something from me

I drop the mic and I hit the Corroney

Flip to the pain (Okay yuh)

Feel the rage (Yeah) Get out my way (down)

Trouble on me like labor day

I talk about money,(Right)sex drugs it's funny (That's true)

**** all want something from me

I drop the mic and I hit the Corroney

I rap ignorance, all this money gettin spent

All these **** really being my pets

I'm the teacher so I might need a vest

Send a check bitch I need in advance

Broke her neck with the Louis in my pants

Card again bitch you know that I bought it, the Whatch-Mah call it

This money be croning

I know that I said I'm alone

But don't bother, please don't bother hittin my phone

When I'm in my mind in my Zone

I'm feeling better, I feel the weather all on my own

Flip to the pain (Okay yuh)

Feel the rage (Yeah) Get out my way (down)

Trouble on me like labor day

I talk about money,(Right)sex drugs it's funny (That's true)

**** all want something from me

I drop the mic and I hit the Corroney

Flip to the pain (Okay yuh)

Feel the rage (Yeah) Get out my way (down)

Trouble on me like labor day

I talk about money,(Right)sex drugs it's funny (That's true)

**** all want something from me

I drop the mic and I hit the Corroney