Havin Lunch And Debatin Ferrari

Until You Find Yourself, It's Impossible To Lose You

Problem With These Other Niggas They Aint Never Real

Lately I Feel The Haters Eatin' Away At My Confidence. They Scream Out My Failures And Whisper My Accomplishments.

Nickel For My Thoughts, Dimes In My Bed. Quarters Of The Kush Shape The Lines In My Head.

When It Comes To Knowing What To Say, To Charm, I Always Had It.