I get money, I'ma getting that money Stay the from 'round them niggas that don't keep that shit one hundred Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, even we beefing over nothing shit it just be deeper than the money Don't believe in nothing, don't even know the why I done it My people it coming and it's cheaper by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I I'm being watched dummy So I lock myself in the lab and beat I got I punish
Take me out the ghetto, woodgrain let you in but you can see this pain all in my temper Don't believe in me, I believe in sleep, I'm in a rental Tryna get back off a I got from Chile in September I remember nights I don't remember nights so Lord me When I lost a lot of shit I got it right back the quickness Nineties baby, fourteen of cocaine in my Dickies And I want that thirty-eight that shoot six times when I hit it Lost my homie to gambling and I want everything This bitch here can't be your ho, this bitch on everything And I keep lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' fuck a case I better not leave a trace, I'm you, you said you seen my face
Yeah, that's why she seen my face, I guess I need some space Gotta make sure my team is straight, yeah we gon' be Tryna get Trap up out the because these streets ain't safe He just leaving up out the lab having to meet his plays I feel him, I'm in here with a three-oh-eight And to this day still COD or DOA Roll up them hitters, yeah, but first we switch the plates You rock that Rollie like Ric Flair, that's he Triple H Used to be throwed off them bars, still them seen the undertaker for fuckin' with 'caine This rap shit faker than wrestling but fuck it, entertainment I'm thuggin', I'll change, I'm just stuck in the game get out (Lito) Get out