I get money, I'ma keep getting money Stay the fuck from 'round them niggas that don't keep shit one hundred Ain't no sleep we get even, even though we beefing over nothing Some shit it just be deeper than the Don't believe in nothing, don't even know the why I done it My people keep it coming and it's cheaper by the 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
Take me out the ghetto, woodgrain Can't let you in but you can see this all in my temper Don't in me, I don't 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 so Lord forgive me When I lost a lot of shit I got it right back with the Nineties baby, fourteen grams of cocaine in my And I want that that shoot like six times when I hit it my homie to some gambling and I want everything This bitch here can't really be ho, this bitch on everything And I keep switching lanes, drank, hollerin' fuck a case I better not leave a trace, I'm dropping you, you said you seen my
Yeah, that's why she ain't 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 trap because these 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 them hitters, yeah, but first we switch the plates You that Rollie like Ric Flair, that's 'cause he Triple H Used to be throwed off bars, still caged them Done the undertaker for fuckin' with 'caine This rap shit faker than wrestling but it, it's entertainment I'm thuggin', never change, I'm just stuck in the game get out (Lito) Get out