In the I'm peepin' game I can't you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really really Can't mess you no mo' Closest people to you So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
Mo' money mo' problems What biggy said it like it true to be my homeboy But now I'm payed so they sue My garage got My garage look a zoo
Middle up for the haters Hope the hater isn't you Super cool, that's real You can feel you gotta friend But I ain't trusting my counter And that's the reason I count You saw the (Yeah)
I'm Thinking everybody take my riches Can't my money out my account 'Cause my bank teller get sickness Back and forth, b-back and From in the streets or right in court
car built like a tank And my crib built a fort Let's go to war, I George bush I ya'll I'm gone be prepared Cause I ain't trusting my weapon And that's the reason I keep a
In the I'm peepin' game I trust you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really fake Can't with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
I hangin' with none of ya'll like [unverified] Win the grammy Guard the And all of you gon out
If you like it then peace out Look and I see doubt I been to get to the presidents Like barrack is on dial Yeah all about me now
Don't want ya and need ya You don't and get to the money And you ain't I won't feed ya I ain't with no hater
No faker, no I knew it big and they say did And tryna take my like stole visa If it's at the top
(Top) I'd rather be 'Cause the closest to ya The ones who guna do ya Backstabbing me for a I promise that I will no sleep Cause jenny crank can be your But my bank gone stay obese
In the I'm peepin' game I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say really really fake mess with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
I be, creeping lower low Light another blunt I'm the dro Choking, looking, provoke him And a drunk will get popped and open the do Lungs full of smoke that slower than slow
Feel like I'm and there's nowhere to go So I, pull out the bazooka (Blah) Put a fuckin' hole in the Luda, I'm so dope wid the fulla speakers, pocket fulla doe
How would a wood chuck chuck If a wood chuck chuck wood on the wheel Turn it it Blow stack I earned it it Blow amp
Pull another Light blunt Burn it it it up Hear my flow, I it up Everybody your gats
And em, load, sock em Lock em, em And aim it up it up Off in the sky Catch me off in the ride
26 Leave em 45 tucked in the side your eyes See me
I keep winning And these boys keep Plus I'm, the of the year Playas is and hos is choosing
at all the hos you losing Then at all the game I got And you can catch me on the low low ridin' solo, beatin' the block
In the I'm peepin' game I trust you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say they really fake Can't mess you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low