Locked for 2 long, been hot for to long,
Watch you wont be on the top for to long,
Oc, stop tryin be pac when you do songs,
I shot gunz you gotta pop wit 2 arms,
Ma c*** 2 long, ma shot to visious,
I'm in a h2 gettin top from to bitches,
Let do business, I gettin pies in,
And I been had it crackin like dry skin,
We pretend, I live what I sing about,
I bought I crib and I aint even got a single out,
And they already got a best of cassidy,
And none of yall niggaz can mess wit cassidy,
You wont shine if you mess wit cassidy,
You jus aint got enough mind compasidity,
I aint a game, I aint a joke and
I got change I aint broke and
I aint sweet neither, I got beat heaters,
And I keep divas, meat beaters,
The fever, lift your sole like cheap sneakers,
And I hit cats wit the ax and meat cleavers,
And I have ya ass stashed in the deep freezer,
And the squad that I ride wit is heat squeezers,
On some get cake shit, my album a problem this jus my mixtape shit(bitch)