I get money, I'ma getting that money Stay the fuck from them niggas that don't keep that shit one hundred Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, though we beefing over nothing shit it just be deeper than the money Don't believe in nothing, don't even the reason why I done it My keep it coming and it's cheaper by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm watched dummy So I lock myself in the lab and every 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 back off a pack I got 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 back the quickness Nineties baby, fourteen grams of in my Dickies And I want thirty-eight that shoot like six times when I hit it Lost my homie to some and I want everything This here can't really be your ho, this bitch on everything And I keep switching lanes, sipping drank, hollerin' fuck a I not leave a trace, I'm dropping you, you said you seen my face
Yeah, that's why she ain't seen my face, I I need some space Gotta make sure my is straight, yeah we gon' be okay Tryna get 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 rapping with a three-oh-eight And to this day it's COD or DOA up with them hitters, yeah, but first we switch the plates You rock that Rollie like Ric Flair, that's 'cause he H Used to be throwed off them bars, still them Done the undertaker for fuckin' with 'caine This rap shit faker wrestling but fuck it, it's entertainment I'm thuggin', never change, I'm just stuck in the game get out (Lito) Get out