Prozac

Homie what am i sayin
S*** I thought it was a Tuesday, n***a i was probably faded
Im the illest overseas and ya im probably overrated
And I'd probably give a f*** but im too busy celebrating
Of course
I might be the man of the Lord
Save em im plannin a war
And if you and your man ain't trynna come and join the revolution
Them what the f*** you and your man standing here for
Oh its for an autograph
Oh its for the negus that you thought you had
Ya push the pedal the fuzz is comin we'll cut em off
Top shots
Blockin the cops and a bunch of bull thots
Then fiddle me down a red eye to electric Watts
Im in the f****n zone and your man is not
Call the cops when you see Tupac
And sucka you got a glock but you soft

Negus Negus
Like raw

These n****s got me f***ed up
Oh yall suckas must think im playin
Oh yall suckas must think I'm famous I'm not
Im a real negus
Ya im a real negus
So keep it real n***a

Arrive at the club with an actress
And your man is a fan of her accent
Sucka shut up for the d*** song
Peter Pan make a fan do a backflip
I give a fuss about digits
I puff a forest a month think I'm f***in addicted
On top of being young, black and gifted
I'm hot n***a who f***in wit it?
I swear i might be the man
And f***in with him might be a mistake
N***a i can see the future a minute
I can set a fire to the fuel man
I can see the war for a race
I start a riot, I sent a flood to the man, i took a smoke for a break
I hit the stash and ya man I'm all about peace
But I'll still put a sucka in his place

Negus Negus
Like raw

These n****s got me f***ed up
Oh yall suckas must think im playin
Oh yall suckas must think I'm famous I'm not
Im a real negus
Ya im a real negus
So keep it real n***a