Usain Bolt

Tired of seeing my niggas dies before we get the shit we dreamed about

I touched my first ten every since then im a fein now

I tried to let her in but they always end up leaving out

Lil bitch you know im greivin now I don't want you to be around

My mama gave me holy oil i know she worried bout me

Mama im in good hands I got my brothers round me

This shit cost by 2 bands don't step on my Versace

You ain't really gotta fake it I know who really got me

What goes up must come down thats what i was taught

But i turnt up and aint turnt down so that shit was false

Coming thru like queen Latifah im goin set it off