[Tech I used to press my with Stay Flo pieces for my reli, Chasin peso Now want me with nothin cause I let my pay show So I hop of my Mercedes and let the bass go... On you hatin ass I deserve everything I get, A creatin getter I aint the 2 on the 10 I'm vast figures You bitter, mad Wanna be fakin with us How they thinkin they gonna come and us? Little Mini Cooper hatin on a truck Ponder such, I'll have you up in yonder, Not a nutta brotha stutter that conjure a... Nothin, Nathin, The Ruger's Inside of ya head is soundin like it's bassin Boom, Bing, All you haters in the game, Strange lane aim Aint a thang sane, I get it in Want some drama? I can fit it in We can make it so you're no longer a from beneath you We just a little All I'm bringin the bucks in
They wanna leave me nothin (Huh uh) But they aint about nothin (Huh uh) So I trippin on nothin (Huh uh) They come to get me, I'm (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me nothin (Huh uh) But they aint about nothin (Huh uh) So I trippin on nothin (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
[Big On the block it was hot to not to run from the I used to cop and to chop And dump my rocks at Ms. And on the late at Ms. White's I'm fuckin with Will, We to play fight Then one night, We came up with thugs dump drugs Nigga for meals Young thugs blood Nigga itchin for was real in the field, man This was too real my homies to this shit, man This shit is for But nigga, Nowadays the They go on the hustla All these niggaz lackin So us real niggaz Not plentiful for me no hoes in the game Since I smell paper foldin, man I with Strange Pour whiskey, Party with me Tell the Feds if they me They comin for me now Then nigga, Bet they get me So all you muthafuckin sucka niggaz wishin me Big homie, Music Resurrection, I'm
They leave me with nothin (Huh uh) But they talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint on nothin (Huh uh) They come to get me, I'm (Uh huh)
wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh) But aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint on nothin (Huh uh) They to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
[Messy All I do is sell and nigga talk bricks Talk with bananas and talk around and smoke kush with the yurner on me Drink them champagne bottles the flower on 'em All that loud will get a nigga a hit You see them red chucks? Yeah, I'm with the I bounce out, man I hit 'em up and I'll up with you We get 'em up I wear a gold grill, 10 across the bottom They call me 19-5 a nigga got 'em Click-Clack, get yanked on There's been hatin, nigga Since I home a nigga do, homie It's Federal and come with numbers in the level 4 They wanna bee a dead, man But nathin, Tech them muthafuckaz They could hatin
They wanna me with nothin (Huh uh) But they aint about nothin (Huh uh) So I aint on nothin (Huh uh) come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna me with nothin (Huh uh) But they aint talkin nothin (Huh uh) So I aint trippin on (Huh uh) They to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)