I get money, I'ma keep that money Stay the fuck from 'round niggas that don't keep that shit one hundred Ain't no sleep we get even, even though we beefing over nothing Some shit it be deeper than the money Don't believe in nothing, don't even know the why I done it My people keep it coming and cheaper by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm being watched So I myself 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 all in my temper Don't believe in me, I don't believe in sleep, I'm in a Tryna get back off a I got from Chile in September I remember I don't remember nights so Lord forgive me When I lost a lot of shit I got it right with the quickness Nineties baby, grams of cocaine in my Dickies And I want that that shoot like six times when I hit it Lost my to some gambling and I want everything This bitch here can't really be ho, this bitch on everything And I switching 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 my face, I guess I need some space Gotta make sure my 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 rapping with a three-oh-eight And to this day it's 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 to be throwed off them bars, still caged them Done seen the undertaker for fuckin' with This rap shit than wrestling but fuck it, it's entertainment I'm thuggin', never change, I'm just stuck in the game get out (Lito) Get out