I bury a nigga before I bury the my ratchet I 20 degrees without no jacket Heatin' up matches Motherfuckers ain't like me, got hard like me Came starvin' beats so pardon me For a I charge a G, I'm sorry, B That shit dead like no charger, G get mine so I flip rinds Came from on the floor like a flipped dime When I see these niggas about what they used to Them the motherfuckers that I'm not used to Understand that you put in is what you get out Respect only from what you allow The Devil always try to get in you, the mouth The strong keep 'em out even with a low account
I'm real wise I speak I'm using my teeth I'm real wise I speak I'm using my teeth
I eat ramen noodles to humble myself I don't change off Niggas on the Gram finding these belts a life they couldn't help Food in the fridge, clothes on IKEA Or take the belt back after you a pic stuntin' Damn, all niggas think about is theyself The belt get you hoes but can the hoes get you a belt? Look, young nigga don't it Spent all your green on your lookin' like the armed forces inside your pocket, your left with a small portion Real talk, my voice would be hoarse if it was horse Ninety percent won't mistake me for who? Got these bitches on edge like glue One minute could be up, the next minute she I was stuck at some but got the gum off my shoes
I'm real when I speak I'm using my wisdom I'm real wise when I I'm using my teeth