Great John on the beat by the way

[So they fuck wit it]
I get love in my city I know them n*ggas hate
All black when I’m gettin busy just pray I beat the case
Fall back no you wasn’t with me I wasn’t getting paid
Ran up them 100s and 50s tryna blow a bag a day
Them n*ggas stealing my style, can’t take my swag away
That choppa blowin him down if he get in my way
Got locked up, I held it down and kept my n*ggas safe
I pulled that Glock on that clown, you shoulda seen his face

Look
I know the difference
I could be goofy or be militant
That choppa knocking off his ligaments
I’m bout to shit again, I’m tryna count me up a hundred bands
My shooters hopping out of sprinter vans
Free Caesar out the can, know he don’t do it for no Instagram
My n*ggas truer than that Buddha man
[Free Caesar out the can, know he don’t do it for no Instagram
My n*ggas truer than that Buddha man]

They fell in love with it, so they fuck with it
Die about this money if you want it n*gga come get it
And you get shot up with them n*ggas and we ain’t missin
And you be treeshin lil bitch, so we ain’t kissin
Look, Money long stand tall like it’s Blake Griffin
Put my n*ggas on and it’s on, we gon’ make chicken
[Money long stand tall like it’s Blake Griffin
Put my n*ggas on and it’s on, we gon’ make chicken,]

I get love in my city I know them n*ggas hate
All black when I’m gettin busy just pray I beat the case
Fall back no you wasn’t with me I wasn’t getting paid
Ran up them 100s and 50s tryna blow a bag a day
[Ran up them 100s and 50s tryna blow a bag a day
Ran up them 100s and 50s tryna blow a bag a day
Tryna blow a bag a day
Ran up them 100s and 50s tryna blow a bag a day
Stop it right there..]