I get money, I'ma keep that money Stay the fuck from 'round them niggas that don't keep that shit one Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, even though we beefing over Some shit it just be deeper than the Don't believe in nothing, don't even know the reason why I it My people keep it coming and it's cheaper by the I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm being dummy So I myself 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 don't in sleep, I'm in a rental Tryna get off a pack I got from Chile in September I remember nights I don't nights so Lord forgive me When I lost a lot of shit I got it right back with the baby, fourteen grams of cocaine in my Dickies And I want that thirty-eight that shoot six times when I hit it Lost my homie to some and I want everything This bitch here can't really be your ho, this bitch on And I keep switching lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' fuck a I better not leave a trace, I'm you, you said you seen my face
Yeah, that's why she ain't my face, I guess I need some space Gotta make sure my team is straight, yeah we be okay get Trap up out the trap because these streets ain't safe He just keep leaving up out the lab having to meet his I feel him, I'm in here with a three-oh-eight And to day it's still COD or DOA Roll up with them hitters, yeah, but first we the plates You rock that Rollie like Ric Flair, that's he Triple H Used to be throwed off them bars, still them Done 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