Don't Listen To The Lies,

Fresher Than A Pillow With A Mint On It

Shots Came, I Don't Know Where They Was Sent From. Probably Some Bad Hoes I'm Bouta Take The Hint From

To My City I'm The 2-3

He Aint In Your World You Can Take Em Off Your Atlas

I Might Be Too Strung Out On Compliments, Overdosed On Confidence/ Started Not To Give A F- And Stop Fearing The Consequence/ Drinking Every Night Because We Drink To My Accomplishments.