Congrats to all my shqipes out the basement
To those who didn’t make it yet, I’m relating
I promise we gonn make it, just be patient
Do ya due diligence for greatness
I’m hungry working basics
Catch me swinging late to the late shift
Cop pulls me over let’s me go what a racist
Pacer test I’m pacing, while you bafoons
Get a rudening awakening
Ya platoon ull be shaked up
Stick m3, laguna seca
Down shift-ing
That’ll wake up ya neighbor
How-bout-we
Crack a pack of an 8th up
Ya all been sleep
Break ya teeth off the wake up

No need to act tough
The odds in ya favor
Hoodie & masked up
Even god couldn’t save ya
You shoot then you back up
Waiting for the chaser
We shoot till the Mag dump
Then follow with the fader
No shit getting passed us
Think scans w a laser
Flippin the plaster
Refined with the razor
& my shawty a bad bitch
A fine innovator
I’m an innovative not contested or debated
Just waiting
For the sucka to test me I’m on kill mode
That shit I been thru would break or probably kill most
Just waiting on a reason I’m feening just to spit dope
This piff that I’m toking got me chillin
It would lift most
Big dope blowing big smoke
Blacked out burban
Rolling Durban I’m swervin with
Ya bitch hoe

Fuck you think we rolling with a hitch for
This shit come in trailers
Lights off on back roads
Cuz opps tryna nail us
Turn down one way
To see if you could trail us
You heard bout this shit
You seen it in the papers
Never given a statement
Never signin papers
Got my cuzzos that’s back home
Dying for some papers
To come to NY
Where people dying over paper
The laws is man made
We dying over papers
They sent cuzzo the warrant
We was crushing on the papers
I know some regulars
That do killings for the paper
You pay them in euros
So that the bureau never takes ya
*iphone ring*
“Wake up Mec Wake Up whatcha doin
Ya peoples smoking blunts
With the peoples that want to ruin
Everything you settin The land that you claiming ruins
I’m hand to hand with grams for my fam
Is who I do it
All for encore when I’m gettin the bag more
All good, all 4 of the closest I hold core
Congrats to all my shqipes out the basement
To those who didn’t make it yet, I’m relating
I promise we gonn make it, just be patient
Do ya due diligence for greatness
I’m hungry working basics
Catch me swinging late to the late shift
Cop pulls me over let’s me go what a racist
Pacer test I’m pacing, while you bafoons
Get a rudening awakening
Ya platoon ull be shaked up
Stick m3, laguna seca
Down shift-ing
That’ll wake up ya neighbor
How-bout-we
Crack a pack of an 8th up
Ya all been sleep
Break ya teeth off the wake up