Yeah, shouts to the ones that's real
Shots for the ones that ain't
Stabs for the type that tell
Dictate the next mans fate
As long as my legs stand straight
Ill be running to catch my cake
Bounty hunted and still get high
Ride till the day I die
Slide when the jake ride by
Sprint when the jake car stop
Move too slow and you know where you're going
A trip to the gate, bye bye
You think you got 8-9 lives?
You think you can walk in my shoes?
You're smoking entirely too much
Going against me,you lose
What exactly does that prove?
Your bones ain't platinum, you bruise
I hold the ratchet and tool
Pop this bastard then bloom
I cop it, crash it, get two
I stop and laugh at your crew
Then hop through the top, cuz there's no top
On top of that, Im cool
And I ride with the gat, rob who?
I'm a problem, in fact I'm two
I'm so calm on the track, I'm smooth
Go anywhere the fuck I choose
I ain't no normal n***a
Damn sure never been ordinary
Can't say the same for these other n***as
Bunch of shit you done saw already
Armored kit, and the doors heavy
A n***a gun me, and it won't be there
I move like, the room right
Swear to god, only real n***as up in here
Moneys my Favorite smell
Kush is my favorite color
I love her
And we don't party ways, cuz I'm a smuggler
Hustler! I keep my mind locked in on my gwop and
Im dime poppin and car shoppin
Thin vesting and 9 glockin
I can't never see crime stopping (why?)
Too many n***as ain't got nothing (right)
Random bodies in sacks dumpin
Most n***as wanna get a cocked something
That ain't you n***a, stop frontin
Cuz I ain't never been no fool
You got your tool
And I got mine too
Ill turn you to a fucking pool
Life's so ooohh
Nothing new
Fuck with those that fuck with you
I'm comfortable and im up to 2
Million more n***as hating
Ive been waiting & Ive been patient
Would have flipped if I werent caking
Im a long way outta that basement
In that hallway higher than Satan
I ain't fall out on the pavement (???)
Ima call out and replace him
Ima ball-out and disgrace him
In a mall out on vacation
Im against whatever s against a G
This bitch industry ain't meant for me
Its full of girls, and punk n***as
That right there ain't the way to be
Fuck the law, I say it free
Even when they free my n***as, WE
Gonna be against the odds
Dressed in expensive cars