I got's some real B*****s with me f**k patron we on that Avion
I'm talking real jewelry on f**k that s**t got a Mercedes on
No time is in my watch d**n right it cost a jaguar
See I'm in the rarri thinking that B***h faster than a nascar
You's a godd**n lie yous a godd**n lie
Thinking I ain't getting money
You's a god**n lie
Thinking we ain't bout that life then
You's a god**n lie
If you think we thinking twice then
You's a god**n lie
You's a god**n lie
You's a god**n lie
Thinking we ain't counting money
You's a god**n lie
Thinking we ain't getting money
You's a god**n lie
If you think we thinking twice then
You's a god**n lie
H*es gon be h*es and n***as gon be n***as
Hustlers gon be dealers and n***as gon pull triggas
Yeah western I arrest I'm I came to collect
If you ain't got no money just pay me in respect
Martin Luther Malcom Young yeah I paved a way
Man you n***as acting like I still won't hop out with that k
Man I can't even sleep too busy plotting on you bustas
If I'm ever in the spot then I'm balling on you suckas
And if a n***a tell you different the he a motherf**king lie
B***h I do this s**t until I motherf**king die
Hop out the Porshe when I was 12 didn't get no rest
If I ever lied then let theses 40s hit me in my chest
Hey n***a you a lie and you motherf**king know it
And all the gangsta s**t you n***as talking bout yeah I'm for it
The hating a*s s**t oh don't get yourself f**ked
And you turn around and look around and n***a there you are
In the same d**n place night d**n night with no progress
To be this n***a here it takes a process
First you gotta hit the block like a real n***a
Then you gotta hit the both and straight kill n***as
I don't feel n***as but you bet they felt me
Be a cold day in hell before they melt me
Got my first block and hit the block ain't got no rest
If I ever lie then let them 40s hit me in my chest
How you going for it and you know these n***as lying
Half the hood locked up and the other half dying
These lying a*s rappers men I swear these n***as trying
To just make it another day n***a everybody trying
So f**k the world lil n***a who in and ain't with me
I'm bombed the f**ked out the federally come and get me
This s**t here ain't game and this here is the game
Talking real jail real prisons and everything
That's why I put to god and his truth in every bar
Man its cold out here got a heater in every car
See my first quarter mill when I was 12 didn't get no rest
If I ever lied then let them 40s hit me in my chest