Kid Ink. Keep It 100

[Verse 1]Cup half empty, feeling myselfAll this fire, think a nigga gon’ melt…back of the club, no lights over hereJust a couple real niggas and dykes over hereI’m sittin’ on the couch like I’m sittin’ on the worldThrowin’ money while you niggas catchin’ feelings like a girlM-G-A-F, middle finger to your faceGot bread in the bank and the toast on the waist…ball hard nigga, you ain’t playin’