Just Enough'll Solve Your Problems Too Much'll

Word On Road Is The Clique About To Blow. You Ain't Gotta Run And Tell Nobody They Already Know

I Just Hope That You Miss Me A Little When I'm Gone.

Universe Is Just A Verse Of Me, I Keep It Generic And The Niggas Take It Personally.

As For Them Pretty Light-skinned Models Standin In The Cold, Ah Yeah They With Us.

Somedays You Just Have To Create Your Own Sunshine.