I get money, I'ma getting that money Stay the fuck from 'round them niggas that don't keep shit one hundred Ain't no sleep 'til we get even, even though we over nothing Some shit it just be than the money believe in nothing, don't even know the reason why I done it My people it coming and it's cheaper by the hundred I'm out on three bonds, I know I'm being 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 believe in me, I don't in sleep, I'm in a rental get back off a pack I got from Chile in September I nights I don't remember nights so Lord forgive me When I lost a lot of I got it right back with the quickness Nineties baby, fourteen grams of cocaine in my 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 on everything And I keep switching lanes, sipping drank, 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 seen my face, I guess I some space Gotta sure my team is straight, yeah we gon' be okay Tryna get Trap up out the trap because these 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 we switch the plates You rock that Rollie like Ric Flair, 'cause he Triple H Used to be throwed off bars, still caged them Done seen the undertaker for with 'caine This rap shit faker than wrestling but fuck it, it's I'm thuggin', I'll never change, I'm just stuck in the get out (Lito) Get out