[Intro: JPEGMAFIA] [?] Sin City, yeah, I'm in that hoe
Rest in peace, Rest in peace
Kelly T, all my niggas
Yeah

[Verse 1: JPEGMAFIA] I lost my license this year
But most these niggas never had one
I'm speeding down the highway looking for grand outcome
My daddy moved back to Jamaica told me I'm the man son
He said he want a grandson, but he gotta be black
You only fuck these crackers bust it in they throat or they back
Not the inside, grandma passed I never said bye
Fell out with my sister I see her and I never say hi
Got off the plane in Okinawa now i'm stateside
Moved to Baltimore cuz I figured it was a goldmine
Met a girl in Hamden I figured she was the only
But mama told me these bitches is bitches
Let em be lonely, fuck em
Car crash putting me in a tough position
[?] I'm fuckin' wishin'
No T.V. or WiFi, I'm scrolling down my timeline
Thinking about how much a life I'm missing
Bank account looking— damn only get overdraft
New job, crips [?] Same shit, different staff
Unlock my phone and go straight to the Instagram
Need to see these crackers living lavish just to get me mad
So I can open notepad and bomb on a nigga
Young black mutant bringing storm to you niggas
2016, I'm still a legend in my own mind
Cuz niggas got expensive tastes, but never pay you no mind

[Outro: JPEGMAFIA] Ayy, man
Close the door, huh
[?] 2015 was a great year
Actually not 2015, 2016 is better
Yeah

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