Lyrics
I'm
way
too
lit
I
don't
know
how
I
made
it
home
When
I'm
committed,
guess
I'm
gonna
get
it
done
Why
is
this
a
competition?
I'm
not
very
fond
Where
the
hell
do
I
begin,
if
I
had
already
done
won?
Who
that,
who
that,
who
that
trynna
step
up?
What
it,
what
it,
what
it,
what
it
is,
and
what
it
aint
huh?
It
don't
really
matter
who
is
rich
or
who
is
famous
I
could
tell
the
difference
from
the
real
and
all
the
fake
love
Feeling
like
I
done
seen
it
and
I
done
done
it
all
In
this
day
and
this
era,
man
it's
a
free
for
all
Always
keep
yourself
fed,
before
you
feed
em
off
Because
if
you
were
off
dead,
you
would
be
good
for
none
Damn,
aint
that
some
shit?
Cuz
if
you
were
down
bad,
they
would
run
quick
But
I
stay
up,
and
they
just
wanna
kick
shit
All
I
said
was
whats
up,
and
now
they
wanna
lick
dick
Uh
Now
Im
blockin'
they
shots
off,
like
I'm
a
goalie
I
don't
post
a
lot
They
cannot
bro
me,
cuz
they
don't
know
me
When
im
in
the
spot,
they
try
to
treat
me
like
I'm
the
homie
When
they
really
not
If
it
was
real,
you
would
have
showed
me
What
you
did
was
not,
come
around
me
and
try
to
support
me
So
now
you's
an
opp
Part
of
the
opposition
Self
motivated,
now
you
watching
me
winning
I
aint
ever
been
the
one
to
trip,
I'm
drippin,
Ima
never
slip
on
it
I'm
way
too
lit
I
don't
know
how
I
made
it
home
When
I'm
committed,
guess
I'm
gonna
get
it
done
Why
is
this
a
competition?
I'm
not
very
fond
Where
the
hell
do
I
begin,
if
I
had
already
done
won?
Who
that,
who
that,
who
that
trynna
step
up?
What
it,
what
it,
what
it,
what
it
is,
and
what
it
aint
huh?
It
don't
really
matter
who
is
rich
or
who
is
famous
I
could
tell
the
difference
from
the
real
and
all
the
fake
love
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