Too Cautious
Darlin'
I would love to stay
But the streets callin'
Forty on me just in case it get foggy
Ridin' with the bros thru traffic
Too cautious
Whoever think it's sweet
Finna do em' real salty
If you come and try
To get up with the army
Beams to ya face 'gon have you
Lookin like a dummy
Best stay in ya place
We ain't with that actin' funny
You don't want a king to turn
Ya ass into a mummy (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems with me
Or the repercussions finna be a tragedy (Yeah)
Out here when it's demon time (Uuiii)
Perform an exorcism
Catch a nigga in his prime (Catch em)
Thinkin that he hot, dog
That shit'll get em' euthanized (Blast em)
Dump his body offshore
The mission won't be compromised (Yrrr)
Put that shit on all the guys
I do this shit for all the guys (Yrrr)
Anybody jeopardize
We finna have to terrorize (Bang)
Give em' that special treatment
You know what we specialize
Ain't no time for the weak shit
Ain't no time to sympathize (Haha)
Man we been drillin shit (Been)
But these goofy niggas ain't listening (Na)
They keep coming back
So we leaving them niggas sizzlin' (Brrr)
That's cremation
If you want the real definition
Fire for ya nation (Hot)
This is war no exhibition
Nigga get acquainted
I was born for the competition
You just steady hatin' (C'mon)
That ain't never good for ya health
Quit the entertainment, pussy
See me, you cry for help (Aww)
But what's crazy when ya bitch
See me, she quickly melt (Aww)
True story
Let my nuts hang, true glory
Paint the city red
Shit be too gory
Aim good never at your feet
I ain't no Tory
Everything is do is big
I'm so fuckin' Notorious (Baby baby)
Darlin'
I would love to stay
But the streets callin'
Forty on me just in case it get foggy
Ridin' with the bros thru traffic
Too cautious
Whoever think it's sweet
Finna do em' real salty
If you come and try
To get up with the army
Beams to ya face 'gon have you
Lookin like a dummy
Best stay in ya place
We ain't with that actin' funny
You don't want a king to turn
Ya ass into a mummy (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems with me
Or the repercussions finna be a tragedy (Yeah)
I would love to stay
But the streets callin'
Forty on me just in case it get foggy
Ridin' with the bros thru traffic
Too cautious
Whoever think it's sweet
Finna do em' real salty
If you come and try
To get up with the army
Beams to ya face 'gon have you
Lookin like a dummy
Best stay in ya place
We ain't with that actin' funny
You don't want a king to turn
Ya ass into a mummy (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems with me
Or the repercussions finna be a tragedy (Yeah)
Out here when it's demon time (Uuiii)
Perform an exorcism
Catch a nigga in his prime (Catch em)
Thinkin that he hot, dog
That shit'll get em' euthanized (Blast em)
Dump his body offshore
The mission won't be compromised (Yrrr)
Put that shit on all the guys
I do this shit for all the guys (Yrrr)
Anybody jeopardize
We finna have to terrorize (Bang)
Give em' that special treatment
You know what we specialize
Ain't no time for the weak shit
Ain't no time to sympathize (Haha)
Man we been drillin shit (Been)
But these goofy niggas ain't listening (Na)
They keep coming back
So we leaving them niggas sizzlin' (Brrr)
That's cremation
If you want the real definition
Fire for ya nation (Hot)
This is war no exhibition
Nigga get acquainted
I was born for the competition
You just steady hatin' (C'mon)
That ain't never good for ya health
Quit the entertainment, pussy
See me, you cry for help (Aww)
But what's crazy when ya bitch
See me, she quickly melt (Aww)
True story
Let my nuts hang, true glory
Paint the city red
Shit be too gory
Aim good never at your feet
I ain't no Tory
Everything is do is big
I'm so fuckin' Notorious (Baby baby)
Darlin'
I would love to stay
But the streets callin'
Forty on me just in case it get foggy
Ridin' with the bros thru traffic
Too cautious
Whoever think it's sweet
Finna do em' real salty
If you come and try
To get up with the army
Beams to ya face 'gon have you
Lookin like a dummy
Best stay in ya place
We ain't with that actin' funny
You don't want a king to turn
Ya ass into a mummy (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems (No)
You don't want no problems with me
Or the repercussions finna be a tragedy (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Luciano
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