Missing My Idols

English translation

Uh, take a vivid picture, no photos

Implement that shit into your mind, just so you know though

Sucka free living, I'ma say that that's the motto

So for any nigga on that sucka shit, I'm no hoe, bro

Might just have to drop a bomb, Han Solo

Got me bicken back being bool, Quasimodo

All about my paper gotta get my fucking dough hoe

Always on the fucking go-go, you a bitch like Tony Romo

Niggas came around now they extinct like Dodo's

Meanwhile, I'm in New York fucking up SoHo

Just bagged a new chick, Caroline, nickname Coco

Took her to the tele now lil' baby going loco

She just give me face, ain't no fucking, that's a no-no

And she going 30 early dirty, no soap though

I laugh at the haters, everything they say a joke though

And I'm screaming, "Fuck 12!", all these fowl ass po-po

Yeah, uh

But nowadays, I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title

I grab a bible, pray for my rivals

Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle

Bodies in piles, blood rivers resemble Niles

They need survival, they need to rehearse a recital

I just sit back and listen to old Wayne songs

And get dome from a bitch while I brainstorm

And spit flames while also making it rainstorm

You see I can't ignore it

And you niggas don't see it's in your brain you're snoring

And you sleep on me until you can't no more

And don't fake on me and try to play the boy

I don't know why I feel like nobody loves me

Or why they feel like my intention's something ugly

Or why I feel like everyone needs something from me

Or why I feel like everyone just saying fuck me

Or why I feel like the opposition gon' buss me

If I gave you my heart, would you still love me?

Lately baby I feel like nobody trusts me

Is it just me? Yeah, hold up

But nowadays, I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title

I grab a bible, pray for my rivals

Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle

Bodies in piles, blood rivers resemble Niles

They need survival, they need to rehearse a recital

I just sit back and listen to old Wayne songs

And get dome from a bitch while I brainstorm

And spit flames while also making it rainstorm