Look, first a shout out to the homies living right now
Bout to get it crackin in this bitch right now
Time dem blabbin ass haters time to pipe down
And all these schemin ass hoes can be my wife now
They be bettin on the fall like a sure thang
Its okay little worm let them birds sing
I hear they hatin on the law like they don't want none
Funny how they lookin at us like they want some
We call the plays homie tell your boys to run it back
We gon run through these lines like we're running back
And this is realer than you are now live with that
Your whole style so trash like you live with rats
Yeah, I'm feelin great while they been afraid
And I'm eatin off this hate like a dinner plate
Time to separate we can never integrate
(?) sent from money lanes time to innovate
I feel the hate now they lookin at me sideways
Bust less than weed, like five days
Pop the molly watch my eyes dialate
Watch, watch, wa-wa-watch my eyes dialate
Fuck a suit and tie like Gordon Gecko
Your boy got the juice hitting like Kozay Gotaiko(?)
Ain't nobody in my pocket better check your payroll
You need a feature I'ma charge ya like San Diego
Its the bad boy shine like none
I'm so B I G I need a burial son
I need a bomb date set got them pills in the ones
I'm steady waiting for my shot like I'm peelin a gun, uh
Get it crackin from the PM to the AM
Dirty grease politics, call it Ronald Reagan
I'm on a grind and got no time for me to stay in
I got em on the run, dread meat like Jamaicans
Motherfucker you know what I'm about
Its AG, AOB when dem hitters come out
You know that we can get this money make it rain in a drought
I'm talking cash on deliver hit that ass then I'm out
Yo, to who it may concern meet the new Jack
Legend in the makin heads are shakin why they do that
This is kung fu rap, call it tai chi
Got me a size three son is she a brunette
Its ziplock and we comin for your crew next
We steppin in the ring yo who wanna get the suplex
We live from your grandmamas duplex
Piano keys rotter than the klu klux and ya'll are clueless
Self made on the MPK 49
Strafin(?) for the cheese you could say we on the Coby grind
Couple verses couple beats and its only nine
(?) work at they don't blow your mind to blow your mind
And we still here killin the scene
Wack dudes can get the guillotine we killin they dreams
Ya when column is a doughnut we gon fill it with cream
The wordplay is ancient, like the philistine
It ain't about the size of the team more like the size of the dream
Still these haters talkin bout us we focused on bigger things
Talk pro dog I gotcha, we turnin pros to amateurs
You invest, break your record San Louis to Los Angeles
This AOB and yeah I show you how to do this
Flippin eazy every day like it was labelled by the ruthless
Cent got the swag to leave him toothless
This verse was OTF so bring it back and by the way fuck your two cents
Yeah, I get it locked with the zips boy
Team got my back every time I sack flips boy
I live my life straight rockin, crowds keep my wordplay, blacks and clowns smokin on the loud
Proud victory these losers ain't shit to me
Better get weed off the weed spitting legendary frees
You dropping money on the ground time to pick it up
The flow fail like the stickup lock zip it up

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