“I was asking you whether there is pressure to live up to the image you’ve created”
“Well there certainly is and you’ve been putting on me all week”
[Lil Remains:]
Yeah playa, yeah playa, all my teeth gold
Damn playa, damn playa, I still can’t sleep though
Yeah playa, yeah playa, I be that sheep eater
Wolf creeper but disguised as the grim reaper
Sad playa, sad playa, I be that sad playa
Damn playa, damn playa, thought you was money making
Yeah playa, yeah playa, don’t change that, I’m forsaken
Grey playa, third razor, laugh at you bitches hating
Yeah playa, yeah playa, my pupils dilating
Dope shot up in my veins, I’m feeling nauseated
Law breaker, law breaker, I’m trying to feel alive
Make sure my teeth gold when I’m filled up with formaldehyde, $uicide
[Papa Pine:]
Used to be called a bunch of things before they called me Snow Leopard
I froze up and shivered off the shards of cold weather with no effort
Leather belt around my throat feels so better than the rope I had before
The results are the same, but now I’m comfy when I go
I got hoes that burn their wrist with the blunt they rolled for me
And now I’m always stoned, always home alone
In the back of the Benz, I got my squad I know
But I only see them on the road
And the rest I know just wanna use you (They always wanna use you)
Snakes in my face, yeah, I think I’m Medusa
Polo pajamas with the pockets ripped, the red, white and blue ones
That’s why I’m always losing money but don’t let that confuse you
‘Cause now I got a mouth full of gold, but baby I’m still a loser