(Intro)
Now if any of you son's of b***s got anything else to say...NOW'S THE F*** TIME!

(Verse 1)
Bow down to me mu f***. This is me, with my pants down sagging to my knees. I just wanna sell keys. I'm in 6th grade, I wanna be a G. I just wanna pull the heat on whoever don't like me. Lunch room lines where the n***s all rob me; I'ma fill it up with dead bodies, keep trying me. I'm hiring n***s to come find you and make it so your family don't even recognize you. Mind you, your girl really wanna f*** me but won't say it. She's with you out of pity, you don't play it how I play it. N***s talkin' bout me? S*** I'ma have to spray em. That'll make her like me. N***s wanna fight me. But I never ran, swear to God I always fight back. Mouth all bloody and I'm still lookin' right at you. B*** I bet I'd look tougher with a tool. I'ma buy one and bring that s*** to school, 'cause I'm cool.

(Chorus)
I know I look 10 but I'm really 11. I really like girls that have been to heaven. But I'm a black nerd and they don't like that, they basic. So now I freebase in the basement. Nature.
Nature 4x.

(Hook)
I slap the crown on the ground off the class king, then ask him "what's a king to a kingpin?". That's your boyfriend? F*** him. He say I don't fit in? If he don't like me tell him "Jump then!" Tell him I ain't scared, I ain't runnin', I ain't hidin' mu f***. I'm prepared to start gunnin', start ridin' on suckas. When I walk around, tell him better keep his eyes down. If I see the whites we gon' throw hands. Tell that n***...

(Bridge)
Try me: skeet shoot. Do s***, f*** threats. Try me: skeet shoot. Do s***, f*** threats. Threats! I ain't really bout that life but his girl I'm tryin' to impress, so I flex. Shoot. Do s***, f*** threats. My n*** who next?

(Verse 2)
My teacher told me in front of the whole class "You've got the lowest grade, dumb a***." I could care less if I pass if my class thinks I'm thug. Let me tell it I'd been locked up. So what I don't know what the math problem is? Ain't nobody focusing, I'm just tryna talk and s***. Your man's in a gang? F*** it I'ma claim the opposite. Don't make me call my crew over here to start rockin' s***. The Rock and s***: n*** do you smell what I'm cookin'? I rock it up and sell it in my hood. My lies so deep that even I believed that fiends tracked me down to serve 'em that good. And s*** was all good tell them hood n*** dragged me in the stall. My necklace, my cash hell yeah they took it all. I mean you can only front for so long before they test you. I took so many a** whippings to impress you.

(Chorus)

(Hook)

(Bridge)

(Verse 3)
Girl I know you want my body...in a body bag. Yo boyfriend wanna fight me tell that f*** n*** I ain't hiding. I can make you love me...Nature keep telling them lies. I don't even love me. But who am I?

(Chorus)

(Hook)

(Outro)
I ain't really bout that life but his girl I tried to impress so the truth I stretched... It's not an exaggeration to say Crystal Waters saved my life.