She from Poland,
get my Poggi,
She got home with it,
I throw her through it,
Tired as hell,
We in bed with the lights up,
But I don't feel it at all Feeling down,
yeah, let's go, yeah,
Yeah,
hey Came out of school,
tired as hell,
in bed with the lights on,
Thinking like a poet,
like Kendrick Lamar Tired of my work,
my duty That's city,
my world,
yeah,
Don't finish it, don't finish it,
don't finish it,
Leave me alone