thing I think they call this Amnesia Feel like I've been in a sleeper I think they call this Amnesia SKEPTA Last night was Sick, oh what a city.
Everybody's got a screw face, so many two face Checkin' their hide, they set their record to ride I'm on the inside, looking at the outside So it's
fuck talking money, ha, ha, ha, funny I got so much money, my money count money My nickname is Billy, I'm a motherfucking star My penthouse so high that
law and I know my way around Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah! A castle in the sky, one mile high
thirst for knowledge and an appetite for drama or appetite for destruction and a thirst for your mama either way I keep it goin til that thing is empty
) (Sweet memories) Life, living in Flat bush and going to house parties Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorry In my lifetime, ain't done too many things
hate fake niggaz and rob 'em But you niggaz is WACK; Denaun I'ma stab you So many times, I'ma feel bad when you collapse! You niggaz is so BITCH you make
holdin' them doors meet 'em, greet 'em Then feed 'em, hit 'em with the dick So many bitches and true they wanna sit and stay The only thing I'ma miss
out-do, intro to outro I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn your clique Them niggas y'all look up to, is on my dick Sauce motherfuckin' born to hit I get so
to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get hot like a furnace Shoot the video, motherfuck city permits We own the city, on the phone with
just to live this way I had to sell things, don't want to live each day The real people do real things So why is real people still doin' fake things?
is, they have started fires down at the end of the street How many niggaz are ready to lose? Yeah, so what you wanna do? What you wanna do? I said how many
a blur My whole life's a bad set-up Nothing to let up, so I'm on my way I stop and think Who's going to stereo type today I roam the streets so many
it in my eyes won't be long But I'm gonna drop the bomb and its goin on 'cause for the longest the world has been waitin So theres gonna be so many and
t never let me go But if you think 'bout leavin' you need to let me know We better together than further apart So darlin' don't go breakin my heart We was high
, bear arms Against all odds, and argue all day about who's a bigger star, Joe, Jada, or Ja. SO close but so far, So many there's no star, I can't belive
hit the ground I do it 'cause I feel it, live it like I'm talkin' Flow so straight but won't a nigger try and walk it I'm so high, yeah, the weed, I
it ain't easy being me, so Break down the dank, roll it up with the quickness Pass me a lighter so I can cure my sickness How many hits does it take