Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop
Be good or be good AT it
I ain't never giving in again, caution to the wind, complete freedom
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
Bitch, you get no love, no love, no love
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin
shit's fixin' to get thick again
I'm rolling sweets, I'm smoking sour
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat