Fuck What A Hater talking about, I side step the sucka shit like Pacquiao throwing jabs and hooks with ill intent to knock you out, on my LL Cool J shit Mamma said to knock you out, feel my wrath, fuck the clout, its Ludacris this Word of mouf, the way i rock these bells, could you tell, a little beef aint shit I've been through hell, everyday we celebrate we made it out, Yeah we Rolling loud we sparking up, turn that L into a (dub)...turn it up, this beat is nuts, I used to care to much, now it's fuck these hoes I really don't give a fuck, told them jump off my dick, I inhale the smoke like Wiz, You want war you got it bitch, I stand alone I kill for this, fuck the fake love where the real is? I was down and out looking for a distraction for the pain, hopped on the mic, now im in the game, working hard enjoying all the gains, blowing different strains trying to elevate, it's God like the way I jump on the track and levitate, Fuck yo click this is BFA, popping off like a tech nine this man is strange, I'm out my brain..fly as a plane, high on a different plain, pussy that ass is sweet me and my dawgs going to run a train, you say you Dont gang bang. Regardless you can still get gang banged, never run from shit, we could run the fade, killa by nature hustler by trade, catch me in the shade writing rhymes sipping lemonade, I'm rocking out, you want war you got it bitch, I stand alone I kill for this, fuck the fake love where the real is?, I was down and out looking for a distraction for the pain, hopped on the mic, now im in the game, working hard enjoying all the gains, blowing different strains trying to elevate, it's God like the way I jump on the track and levitate,
