(Verse)
Nike, Tec sweats, ounce of sour in the zipper
Just left stalless, bout to shower with a stripper
You lookin' at me funny, sold some powder to a sister
Should be proud that I ain't hit her
Played the pilance with some killas
600 at the dice game, three five of sour D
40 for the Henny bottle, Timbs like it's 93
Tryna break the ice, made a left on 1st
Cuz I couldn't make the right
Blowin' lights behind me, but I'm bout to take the life
Fowl nigga, smoke with you, ain't gon' strip yo wife
Got some pitbull puppies, tryna make them fight
I know the number on pounds, nigga, that ain't the price
Stampedes for staking rice
Tryna bubble like the bottle of the Ermac
Make it hard to breathe on yo block, niggas'll air that
Gimme some hooker strucks, Rick Owens? I don't wear that
Heard work in Cincinnati, the stink was a bear cap
Shooter said he has some new bitches, and we can share that
Niggas trigger happy these days, watch who you stare at
I'd rather play the 6 gettin' licked, movin' my chair back
You think yo bitch lost? Then in my lap's where her head at
Two red dice, one green? That's an egg crack
Life builds yo dome, no turban, go get a head wrap
Piecing up the block, still watchin' where the feds at
Laid up with a model, hope she swallow when she catch that
In my lifetime I seen men killed
I got my heart on freezer, minus the wind chill
Seen coke rocked up, same color as skin milk
Put my faith in the law, fuck what these men built
I got the streets and the internet
From the AC broke in the projects smack
Watchin' the ceilin' snap
Niggas thirst for desert, anything feelin' that
I used to serve, it ain't neva needed no tennis nap
Last few years, shit got so ill
It's kinda hard for the god to laugh through tears
Switched up a couple gears, picked up a couple peers
Now hit the road, we gettin' chicken everywhere
From _____(?) see the ditement, and they applaud when I'm writin'
Feel like god when I'm writing, they recite it like a Bible quote
Gotcha main lady in the trap, tryin' a line of coke
Shots on the block, witnesses seen a designer coat
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, I feel like Shaggy
Paraphernalia charge, they caught me with some baggies
Apartment in the Heights, I gave my address to my Cali plug
Got an attitude up in the club cuz my Bali scrub
I'm from the era of Vances, niggas dancin'
Now they wylin' out without Nick Cam and we scramblin'
Uncle used to come back with chronic from Bramson
All my mother's friends would tell 'em yo son is handsome
I'm just givin' you the real me
Invested my paper in weapons and some realty