sum sh t we shot the crib

just for fun Did it huh Put my city on Put my fitted on Goin dumb If you dont like my shit Bitch you living wrong What he want What he finna pawn Spend his money on Mr put it on You aint want this Till i put it on They dont ball They just talk a lot Me i really rock Culture shock She say this the joint Like her shoulder popped Bitch I pop But this isnt pop This aint indie rock Shit aint specific Its general huh Boy when you talk i aint hearing you This nigga talk like a interlude Ima put fear in you Might end up shedding a tear or 2 End a career or 2 Fuck all that finna do Lets just check back in a year or 2 Pop like a inner tube Might pop my shit in a interview Jump off the stage i get physical Been livin with limitless goals The greatest story ever told Im on I got the shit for the fiends I got the shit for the users Niggas addicted