 You number one, I was told to start sneaking up. These were my niggas that say I ain't deep enough. Me, I've been talking for those that don't speak enough. Bitch, I'm a king, I'll repeat it. King Gatorade, give us the lemons. We taking our problems. All of this hickey, folks, better like pollen. Arrows above us like flowers that blossom. Air Force, energy, blackness to challah. Wild niggas talking that cash shit. Knowing damn well niggas don't have shit.