Since a jit the odds were always stacked against me
Ima giant in my world to the world I’m 5 foot 3
I ain’t never switched up kept the same energy
Always been real to myself that’s just me and my inner g
I got too many enemies
Too many acting finky
Had to many claim that they real and they went and switched on me
Bitch I’ll die for my girl and my daughter on me
I’m just tryna run these bands up I’m just getting to the cheese
Riding around Town I’m just smoking on weed
I take back roads every day just to avoid the police
I can’t hang with broke boys еvery time I’m around them I just sneezе
Got up off my ass put in work I got it on my own
I am touching down for my city 863 is my zone
I’m the king to my castle you can’t knock me off my throne
I’ll come pop up at yo house like a muthafucking drone
I don’t fuck with nobody I be on my v lone
If you come knocking on my door I promise you no one is home
I be on some big ass rims with some big ass chromes
I be trapped in my mind I be thinking in my dome
I be on the et gas shit im tryna phone home
I don’t fuck with nobody I be chilling on my own
I ain’t tryna control shit I just let these bitches roam
I just hop up in my whip and that bitch just go Vroom
Member them middle school days being wild back in Boone
Someone pass the gas I hope you ain’t smoking tomb
The last dude twacked out next time seen him on the news
I be stressing too much it’s about time to go on a cruise
I only take ws now a days I can’t lose
People tryna hurt my ego like a muthafucka bruise
I just drown all my problems with some weed and some boos
Use to have a little shawty till I cut that bitch loose
Had to boss up on her ass and find another girl to choose
That’s what happens when you fuck with the drill Sargent you get screwed
You can kill me but I’ll come back as ebinezer Scrooge
Shit I stay with my dog like turner and hooch
I’m the big dog you just a little bitty pooch
Every time I’m in the studio I go hard in the booth
That geeker pack stay on me bitch you know I’m blowing boof
I be fucking up the mic got these people saying ooof
I was down on the floor now I’m bout to lift up the roof
And ain’t no one gonna stop me so you better rally troops
When I popped up out the cut man that lil boy was spooked
I hit em with the stiff arm next thing came the juke
I be all up in that ass she blow my head like a flute
Lil mane you a lame she with me yous a fluke
I been getting to the cash I just took a different route
Got up out my feelings and got all up in the loot
If you claiming you a shooter and you gonna shoot then shoot
I ain’t fucking with these hoes I just give ‘em all the boot
Shit I’m something like an owl needa holler give a hoot
If my brother Thomas Jeff call you know I gotta scoop
I’m having visions of my grind and at the end I buy a coupe
This that old man money we in a different age group
Whats up it with it what it is what it do
Tell me what’s the plan are we sliding for the move
Tell me what ever you is with cuz I’m down for whatever fool