Rent Free

Ain't no limiting me
Yeah yeah

Ain't no limiting me
Good weed, yeah that's just like Popeye's spinach to me
And yeah, I got a couple demons that been livin' in me
They better pay me what they owe me
'Cause that shit isn't free
Yeah, yeah
Ain't no limiting me
Good weed, yeah that's just like Popeye's spinach to me
And yeah, I got a couple demons that been livin' in me
They better pay me what they owe me
'Cause that shit isn't free
Yeah, yeah

There ain't no limit
Pull up in an old Civic like I'm in a fuckin' tank (SKRT)
Face like somethin' stank
The voices in my head even louder than the dank
Makin' dollars off the pain
I'ma make it rain, crying laughin' to the bank
Never grew up in the church
All I knew was self worth
I don't know who else to thank
(I don't know)
All I had was hope, I never had religion
All I got was real good pussy making bad decisions
But I'm not a bad guy (Nah)
Not a mobster, just have ties
She got so wet when I went down
Swear to god I got baptized
Praise the lord
(Hallelujah)
You know we ain't kids no more
Probably never get in heaven
Any blessing that we gettin' is the best we could hope for
Like dying of old age
Or findin' some fine hoes tryna go both ways
If you buy 'em some Rose
Hand me the yammies and I'ma be OK
(Ain't no limit)

Ain't no limiting me
Good weed, yeah that's just like Popeye's spinach to me
And yeah, I got a couple demons that been livin' in me
They better pay me what they owe me
'Cause that shit isn't free
Yeah, yeah
Ain't no limiting me
Good weed, yeah that's just like Popeye's spinach to me
And yeah, I got a couple demons that been livin' in me
They better pay me what they owe me
'Cause that shit isn't free
Yeah, yeah

Bout time my demons were evicted
But I never learned the difference
Between being cursed and gifted
Goddamn
Been growing too much, can't have no shrink
Pure artist
When we get naked, these hoes all shocked I don't have no ink
Don't need no tats
(I don't need no tats!)
My pen paintin' permanent personal pictures on pages
Can't no one erase it
Killin' this shit, waitin' on my arraignment
I'm nothin' to play with
Know I'm the shit but the money my fragrance
Take risks like Vegas
You get in the way, you'll be gone with no traces
And you know that
Put my riders on your head like a 'Lo hat
No denying what I said, you can quote that
We goin' in too far to ever go back
Still livin' with the demons
Still ain't listening to reason
Feel like winter every season
Highway to hell, no limit when I'm speedin' (SKRRRT)

Ain't no limitin' me
There ain't no limitin' me
Nah
There ain't no limitin' me
(I want you to keep it running)
Pass that Popeye's spinach to me

Hold up
Wait a minute
Is that...
Uh

OK, now who's this
Wavy muthafucka floatin' like he on a cruise ship
Shorty with him body like Ashanti, shit is foolish
She gave me the cookie, I ain't lyin', I ain't Lucious
Hit it twice and then I chuck the deuces
Arrivederci
Gone in the morning, I'm leavin' early
Gotta get the money, yeah I need to hurry
Got it out the mud, I ain't even dirty
I shed blood, it ain't even hurt me
Bitch I'm in the kitchen, no Ayesha Curry
This'll bump forever like the beat got herpes
Y'all ain't even worthy
But no need to worry, lil' bitch
Yeah
Rollin' purple when I got the blues
I'm just tryna slow it down, chopped and screwed
I told her "baby break it up like interludes
And shut the fuck up, I ain't in the mood
For the bullshit"
Michael tryna run the game on some Chicago Bulls shit
But I made my name in Philly, feel me when the bul spit
When I was a youngin' ain't no telling where you'd see me at
The burbs or the Badlands, Pete and Pete or Peedi Crakk
Yeah, yeah
Make the Mac go "rrring"
Shine like a diamond, I don't have no bling
Just smokin' on good with a bad lil' ting
That loud pack like Popeye's spinach
Still goin' up, yeah the sky's my limit
And whenever I spit it, there ain't ever no gimmick
I just drink my water and I mind my business
HUH