I get money, I'ma keep getting money 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 it just be deeper than the money Don't believe in nothing, don't know the reason why I done it My people keep it and it's cheaper by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I I'm being watched dummy So I lock in the lab and every beat I got I punish
Take me out the ghetto, pedal Can't let you in but you can see pain all in my temper Don't believe in me, I believe in sleep, I'm in a rental Tryna get back off a pack I got from 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 grams of cocaine in my And I want that thirty-eight shoot like six times when I hit it Lost my homie to gambling and I want everything This bitch here can't really be your ho, this on everything And I keep lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' fuck 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 need some Gotta sure my team is straight, yeah we gon' be okay Tryna get up out the trap because these streets ain't safe He just keep leaving up out the lab 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 Used to be off them bars, still caged them seen the undertaker for fuckin' with 'caine This rap shit faker wrestling but fuck it, it's entertainment I'm thuggin', I'll never change, I'm just in the game get out (Lito) Get out