Goose is grey, and it got me feelin' some type of way/
The man I was a year ago, changed like night and day/
This to all the girls who never gave me time of day/
Then I dropped Tackle Life and they dropped panties right away/
Thought of texting you, cuz I'm in bed and wide awake/
But I'm sure you're asleep, at least a little tired, hey/
And even if I did, I don't know what I'd try to say/
Prolly I love you more than I can describe or say/
Shit, I can't recall the last time you said hi to me/
But you say hi to him, and that shit cause my side to ache/
You say hi to him, and that shit cause my side to ache/
You FUCKING say hi to him, and that shit cause my side to ache/
Fuck it, back to rap, look, I'm back and back and better/
You bad at checkers, jumping over tools, you Black and Decker/
Jack the Ripper, bad as Mike Jack, without the jacket zippers/
I kiss her lips, then lick her 'ish (licorice), she tastes like packs of Twizzlers/
Never been to Pittsburgh, but when I spit words/
I am a Wizard, inta-, intimate words/
Is what she whispers in my ear to get hers/
Then we pull the camera out, and you can get the picture/
*Camera snaps* Ok, ok, let me switch it up/
Heard you need a pick me up, well girl, just let me pick you up/
It's a date, around 8:00, we'll hop into a pickup truck/
And we'll talk over wine while we listen to the crickets fuck/
What? I don't know, tickle fight/
To be honest with you, I've been focused on the kiss goodnight/
Then it's straight to the studio to fucking pick a fight/
I'm hungry in this rap game, it's time to take a bigger bite/
Told Mista D, yo, I'm in it to make history/
We gotta make it, gotta blow up... Yo, are you wit it G?/
He said "Yeah, I'm listenin', time for us to get it in/
I can feel it coming, it's our time like any minute man"/
Damn right, and I ain't never giving up/
Unless it's on a bitch who never cared and doesn't give a fuck/
And that's just being honest, I promise 'fore I die/
That'll I dive right in, no one can say I didn't try/
Trying to leave this city... Make a name for myself/
And stop basing my happiness off of somebody else/
So say goodbye to negativity and all this fucking hate/
Hi, my name is Justin Burke and I'm gonna' be something great/
[Talking]
(J.B. & Levi Maddox)
Yeah, I like that shit...
Levi, can we run that shit back?
(Yeah... Hold on)
Envy, let's see what you got.
[Verse 2]
(JB Envy)
Yeah.../
Uh uh, yeah/
Pour that Ciroc, on the rocks... My mental aligned/
Took a vaca from the game, to let this pain subside/
Tears in my son's eyes... A feeling I can't describe/
Simply knowing I'm the reason for the distance and why/
Can't look in his mother's eye without this feeling of rage /
Even after all this time, I'm sure she's feelin' the same/
Swear I'm trapped in my ways, causing waves, hold up... Wait man/
You know the kid ain't been the same since '08... Oh wait/
Never mind, we'll just keep that on the DL/
I ain't tryna' expose things... 'Specially a few females/
That's in her inner circle, still feeding me facts/
A couple shots ain't goin' change what time done did to that/
Leave your front in the back, cuz the fact is/
None of that bout to alter the past, I saw that alter and dashed/
Haha... Too busy flossing my fortune/
Establishing my fortress while courtin' something gorgeous/
Bank account, yeah it's sittin' on atrocious/
Feeling like it's oceans, Oceans 11... I/
11:11, I.../
I made a wish that y'all would quit with all this "fake it 'till you make it shit"/
You make me sick, I'm ballin'... Make it, take it bitch/
Your girlfriend callin', lucky I don't take ya chick/
On my way to making it... Making it/
Levels to attraction... You barely a fraction/
A has-been, circles gettin' lapped in/
Passed then, left in the past tense/
Career in a back spin, I'm relieved, relaxin', seat backin'/
Out in Vegas... The seat back there/
In my whip is like my haters, yeah, I swear... A little Envy in there/
I deserve a lettermen for these late nights like Letterman/
The good, greater, better, best that I've ever been/
Industry better let me in or I'm tearing it down/
With that NCSU, yeah we at that bar now/
Raising the bar now... Bring your pole vaults and stilts/
Looking at the scoreboard... Yeah, they better bring Wilt/
Would it be cliché to say that I'm calling checkmate?/
Even Australian folks say I got it... Check, mate/
Wasn't there something else that I needed to say?/
Oh yeah, the name's Jerry Abasto... I'ma be something great/
