Hi-Tek

Came from the mud
I had to clean up my act went after the bag and secured it
Wide awake no keurig
Faith make fake niggas nervous
Not a romantic, don't even plan it
Shorty invading my space
(Back Back Back)
Don't touch the fabrics do what I ask
Gimme less mouth more face
(Like That)
I was dead last
Now I'm in the yard with the mask on like a probate
(Where They At At At)
What do I bring to the table
I put that food on your plate
I put in work when it's late Something aint straight
I put that tool in your face
We was growing up no cable
Now my imagination great
Chasing and stacking the cake
I make the music and all the real niggas relate
I throw from the foul you niggas throw in the towel
She open her mouth wide like I just asked her for a vowel
Hi-Tek by the barrel
Niggas never felt a drought
Wrist wet, shine when the light hit, strike like lightning, you niggas do it for clout

You niggas do it for clout but I'm sipping that youth by the fountain
My pockets was pouting
My new bitch her booty be bouncing but she still turn molehills to mountains
(Damn)
Man we just got through a hell of a year I swear my accountant's been counting, I'm drowning
The water finesse and it's all on my neck
Your bitch wet just from giving me head watch her turn water fountain
And Im the lion of the jungle
You more like a cave in the mountain
She wanna smoke me down
Just like a black & mild
Soon as she saw my smile
With you she be frowning
These hits I been running them up
I just don't give a fuck
I ain't focused on hoes I want bucks
I'm with gang, no one else that I trust
My blicky got stiffy you fuck around shit might buss
(Vice bitch)