Now Introducing

A fall that leads into Spring
Summer walker Just might cry for CP
R you listening for Winter
Coming sooner for Gs
Whatever box you niggas put me in
I'm promising Tees
And when accepting my awards
I'm Thanking all of my Cs

Look at me

Still that Nicca, Handsome, Groovy
With some grays now
Skinny boy from ATL
He making waves now
Loc em up
He started back with hella straights
But if I send em to the gates
You gone be mad with how he came out

Momma thought I quit this rapping shit
Maybe if she paid attention
She'd know musics like a passion here
Said I should go back to class instead
Just because
I'll skip again
And Then Ill really show my ass in here

Fuck the opportunity you blew to me
Never been a second choice for shit
So you can miss me with that foolery
Point blank
Fuck you and the coon to be
Perfectly honest I'm tired of mindless behavior
Turnin fools to Tees

Mamas sheddin tears for their boys out here
But them niggas rather run about the streets
Bullets spit wigs but the lord forgives
Like a Hallow he gone spread throughout your being

[Transition]

I'm over conscious
Hella cocky with a bigger smile
Dog food
Bring 'em out
Jigga like that nigga that was Poppin
Droppin Run this town

Won't be smashing B
But if I see her
D gone stand his ground
These Hands are rated E for everyone
Let's Fuck em up in style

Backdoor
Mama I got past scars
Hard to trust a bitch
When I have dick that make em crash cars
Papa Ima Asshole
Wondered why my whore
Left me for a bitch that fucked a bitch
Inside my bathroom

Asshole

Baby i'm not common
Just a common misconception
If I like you, I'ma love you
If I hate you, you gone feel it

Time and time again I get this really eerie feelin
That some niggas gone get tucked and rolled
Bouta bitch I never mentioned

That's crazy
Burb nigga
In ground pools
And kept lawns
From the same side as
Lou Will, Okogie and Sample
Now Introducing the new
Handsome, skinny, groovy dude
In town
Labeled a shooter
Stars and moons'll
See the Nouveaus
Running wild