I get money, I'ma keep getting that Stay the fuck from them niggas that don't keep that shit one hundred Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, even we beefing over nothing Some shit it just be deeper than the believe in nothing, don't even know the reason why I done it My people keep it coming and it's by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm watched dummy So I lock in the lab and every beat I got I punish
me out the ghetto, woodgrain pedal Can't let you in but you can see this pain all in my Don't believe in me, I believe in sleep, I'm in a rental get back off a pack I got from Chile in September I remember nights I don't remember nights so forgive me When I lost a lot of shit I got it right with the quickness Nineties baby, fourteen grams of in my Dickies And I want that thirty-eight that shoot like six times I hit it Lost my homie to some gambling and I want This bitch here really be your ho, this bitch on everything And I keep switching lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' a case I better not leave a trace, I'm dropping you, you you seen my face
Yeah, that's why she ain't seen my face, I guess I some space Gotta make my team is straight, yeah we gon' be okay get Trap up out the trap because these streets ain't safe He just keep up out the lab having to meet his plays I feel him, I'm in here rapping a three-oh-eight And to this day still COD or DOA Roll up with them hitters, yeah, but first we switch the You rock Rollie like Ric Flair, that's 'cause he Triple H to be throwed off them bars, still caged them Done seen the undertaker for fuckin' 'caine This rap faker than wrestling but fuck it, it's entertainment I'm thuggin', I'll never change, I'm just stuck in the get out (Lito) Get out