Uh Uh
Let's get it
Mm mmm mm mm
Known to talk my shit regardless in the street or in the booth
I don't diss no enemies but they envy me to tell the truth
The fact that I'm bout my business and get women they got to salute
Cherish all my babies Gangster Daddy Know I'm living proof
Stepping like I'm Durk so you can't run when we come and shoot
Bet them bullets hurt now you look dumb in that casket suit
Put my faith in god and this gun I'll let the pastor shoot
Back to the lab to fix my craft that's what a master do
Smoke with me ask yo Bitch cause you don't want no smoke with me
Tote with me only way you'll show you really gone blow for me
Don't put him in that position if he ain't with it like it's supposed to be
I got it done the hard way sad to say they still ain't notice me
Rapping really easy i just treat like it's poetry
Poetic Justice couldn't even match this flow of me
Tryna get it popping everywhere I go they notice me
L's Boy Wan Yeah You Know It's Wan on the beat
Talking too much shit dawg go wash yo ass and brush yo teeth
Knock base or knock beat You'll still will get knocked off yo feet
She can't get my chips I had to tell that bitch this Nacho Cheese
Can't fall for the look dawg I promise that the bitch a leech
Know he did some fucked up shit and till this day we barely speak
Niggas stars behind a mask they remind me of hatching Peete
Verse after verse I'm going bar for bar without a feature
Stayed in school and still tote a tool I listened to my teachers
School was the place to graduate it was smooth as peaches
school full of hallway goons who would think they beefing
Catch me on the block at 8 clock if you want a beating
Cleo mentality I'll set it off like Queen Latifah
Fly nigga fly now you soaring high just like a eagle
Should've got down you know the rest shout-out to Beanie Siegel
Now you sleeping with fishes we gone call you bottom feeder
Like my cousin Nate if you need me then you can HitMyBeeper
Feeling like I'm Bieber with the snow I'm messing with Selena
Call my pistol rondo I ain't grow up really saying Nina
Grew up round some dealers as kid I used to love the beamers
Gold chains and cheetah print they walking round in jungle fever
Life was looking good but the streets never reveal the secret
Be your closest man behind the plan that have you rest in pieces
Same nigga who shook your hand addicted to the drug of evil
Honestly don't really know what's wrong with people
I Just try to keep my head high for Nami & Eva
K3 know the vibes one day he gone have to run the kingdom
Getting off my ankle for the game like I'm Brandon Ingram
Watching Forrest Gump and smoking runts for no fucking reason
She can't have my babies leave her hot she try to steal my semen
Might be known to break a heart but I can't never promise
Hiding thug shit y'all hide kids like they name Adonis
Getting to my bucks with my team I really feel like Giannis
City on fire Like Pop rocks Bitch I'm really popping
L's Boy Wan on The beat Who Can Fucking Stop Me
Call it self confidence but some people would call it cocky
Don't matter if your punches hard I still will stand tall like rocky
