See, a lotta motherfuckers don't see shit
Feel like, "What it really is?" (just like a lil' boss, nigga)
And what it really (we in this motherfucker, yeah)
Been in your heart
Just poured one, poured one out for my motherfuckin' homie, nigga
Feel like it's that, though (put too much in there) (COUPE)
My motherfuckin' dawg, nigga
Know this shit for life, nigga
Yeah (talkin' 'bout gang 4L, man)
Motivational, nigga (it's just your brain speakin')
Tell 'em
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy nigga, man, you niggas can't clone me (yeah)
Real nigga, real big homie (damn)
Rich nigga and I'm never not phony (never)
Gettin' money, never phony (nah)
Ha-ha, I got more haters now (yeah)
I got more paper now (paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (ooh, yeah)
You niggas were ballin' out (ballin' out)
Came in the wrong field, and you found out (yeah)
All my niggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (yeah)
I really was slidin' in the Nissan (yeah)
Nigga talkin' 'bout no peon (uh-huh)
Big Glocks and the stick, know one (yeah)
Big hunduns, just robbed somethin' (woo)
I'm so slime, I'm in these streets (I'm in the streets)
These niggas took my dawg, he's a beast (he's a beast)
Shorty was known to go sell a P (yeah, sell a P)
Big stepper when he step with me (yeah)
Everybody in the hood respect me (respect me)
All the ice on me, bitch, check out my neck (check out my neck)
Came from the bottom, bitch, know I had left (know I had left)
I was shootin', nigga, never was frontin' (never was frontin')
Gettin' money, I would run through it fast (run through it fast)
Hit a lick, man, this shit back to back (back to back)
Nigga flip a brick like it was gymnastic, come in that bitch like the alphabet (yeah)
Shoot a nigga face off and them facts (yeah)
Nigga, we'll kill a nigga for them racks (yeah)
Nigga, we'll tie a nigga up, smack a nigga up, torture for the racks (yeah, torture for the racks)
Nigga, cut off finger, make his jaw crack (yeah)
Cut a nigga off for money, them facts (yeah)
Niggas snitchin' for some hoes, you rat
You will never get the bitch back (never)
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy nigga, man, you niggas can't clone me (yeah)
Real nigga, real big homie (damn)
Rich nigga and I'm never not phony (never)
Gettin' money, never phony (nah)
Ha-ha, I got more haters now (yeah)
I got more paper now (paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (ooh, yeah)
You niggas were ballin' out (ballin' out)
Came in the wrong field, and you found out (yeah)
All my niggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (yeah)
You niggas some pussy niggas, tuck your dick
Niggas some hoes, nigga, you's a bitch
Say you this and that, but you are not shit
You is not a hunter, you not the brick
You ain't allowed in the hard, in the 6
I done ran niggas, I did that real shit
Lot of niggas, they be cappin' and shit
Say they gon' do this and that, but ain't it (yeah)
Yeah, everything come out they mouth, it's bluff (yeah)
I say the word and they shootin' it up (ooh)
All my young niggas, they don't give a fuck
Feel like big slime, he don't give a fuck (yeah, don't give a fuck)
I got more sticks, yeah (yeah)
I got more sticks, lil' bitch (yeah)
Talkin' that shit (yeah)
I am a felon, bitch
And this stick right here, that bitch ain't legit (yeah)
I'm on my shit when it comes to this shit (I'm on my shit)
I'm on my grind when I wanna shine (I'm on my grind)
I'm on this money, bitch, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)
Either way it go, you know that I'm with it (know that I'm with it)
Fake handshake, bitch, I ain't friendly (bitch, I ain't friendly)
Pussy niggas, man, you niggas so envy (you niggas so envy)
Pussy niggas, man, you niggas so envy (ayy, fuck that, dog, kill 'em all, kill 'em all)
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy nigga, man, you niggas can't clone me (yeah)
Real nigga, real big homie (damn)
Rich nigga and I'm never not phony (never)
Gettin' money, never phony (nah)
Ha-ha, I got more haters now (yeah)
I got more paper now (paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (ooh, yeah)
You niggas were ballin' out (ballin' out)
Came in the wrong field, and you found out (yeah)
All my niggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (yeah)