Lyrics:

(Verse)
Aint no such thing as saying
Evil is what you make it
Thank the Lord for that burning bush,
That big body Benz I was born to push.
On my way Im burning kush, dont be worried about us.
They must not get on it, though,
Asking can we turn it down?
I say aint no music on.
She said no, that bitch is loud.
Im balling, still swagging,
Lost hard, but Im maintaining.
Ive been told that Im amazing,
Make sure keep that fire blazing, we live it.

(Hook)
I need more