[All bars: Big KRIT]

I got a thing for this rap shit
Get money mad shit
Look at how they maxed me
Whats happening
On some super hero shit
In the city of villains
Well for a fee between you and me, n***as is killing
NARC's dirty like roaches usually they sellin'
Never had a heart growing up usually he tellin'
Saw that n***a never spoke to him, for a good reason
In class poppin' off, used to say I was cheatin'
I keep my business on the low, convos to the minimum
You ain't ever heard of money bags, while I'm in to them
Make moves and break rules, fuck bendin' em
Might haul off and swing on a n***a like a pendulum
Stick to the code little man that's what they told me
O.G.'s that did they time like fuck the police
Never trust a soul when you get this dough
Seen best friends turn to foes and jump ship like hoes
I see it clearly now, I'm on my grizzly now
Might have to maul me a n***a with the semi now
Sniper shit 50 cal yea, get away clean boss
Concentrate calculate and knock ya head clean off
I don't need you to love me n***a
Probably mad cuz your bitch want to fuck me n***a
At my show, front row trynna touch me n***a
Down to fuck she gave it up you be her hubby n***a
I'm on some pimp shit, no can't limp shit
Tell her, her pet name, bring me that bread "bitch"
No I tease on the track, watch how I sketch this
A master piece so accurately a hustler's profession
No half way all in, n***a I'm ballin'
Jim Jones hoes with a lambo I crawl in
Maybach that's right more ice than a half pipe
I must of been King tucked somewhere in my past life
Hold up, roll up, that good take a slow puff
That last drag of purp we smoke that sho nuff
I ain't trippin on beef
Over cheese if its cold cut
Take a block with a hole and dig till its sowed up
Yeah young Krizzle