52 Bars
Yeah
I was talking my shit on this one
Ha
Rack$
Yeah
Alright
I live the life that I say that I'm living
I had to speak this shit into existence
I had to fight my way outta the system
They tried to stop me from making a killing
I ever start then I gotta finish
Got my 3rd eye you won't see the vision
You selling yo soul while yo clout diminish
Can't be a stain you won't peep a blemish
Stop all the faking I know who you is
I used to fuck on the mom of yo kids
She asked me for mine and I gave her a bib
Acting confused bitch you know what it is
Play by the rules and you coexist
Or you make the news nigga you can pick
Built this from the ground while you got a lift
Boy Quit running yo mouth boy is you a bitch
All of that faking get you exposed
Stop all that capping in front of hoes
That boy he a actor get him a show
But we ain't shooting cameras we shooting poles
One helluva way that you gotta go
Did all that lying bout pots and stoves
Shit I needed a plate so I kicked the door
Now him and his fam laid out on da floor
Still got respect from the shit that I did
I used to beat niggas up as a kid
Got me a bag then hit y'all on da head
No wonder niggas was turning up dead
Riding these beats I just hopped in a sled
Rap game on lock like I twisted a dread
No tats on my arm I just rock with the spread
Won't say a peep all y'all niggas the feds
Went out in a fleece
My hoodie darker than me
No music, parked on the street
I'm just peeping the scene
Drako like Aubrey that bitch really sing
One word I copy no need to repeat
Ain't movin out sloppy that bitch on the beam
That bitch gone top me till I fall asleep
Oh shit fuck the beat go
Oh oh there it go
Quit asking me questions cause that ain't ya business
Keeping my distance they thinking I'm tripping
What's a suspect? when I'm killing the witness
Check out my jewels yeah I love how they glisten
How yo name hold no weight you claiming you lifting
Stop all the faking I'm seeing the difference
Play with yo life and it's gone in a instance
Spark you like a blunt just to see if it's hitting
Aye this is the life that i chose
And I'm on top while you peek from below
Watch how they switch when they seeing me blow
Don't be on my dick you wasnt wit me before
Raising you niggas done turned to a chore
Rap game on lock and I'm squeezed thru the door
Got me a lot but I need me some more
And I'm Still being greedy this shit on the floor
Rack$
I was talking my shit on this one
Ha
Rack$
Yeah
Alright
I live the life that I say that I'm living
I had to speak this shit into existence
I had to fight my way outta the system
They tried to stop me from making a killing
I ever start then I gotta finish
Got my 3rd eye you won't see the vision
You selling yo soul while yo clout diminish
Can't be a stain you won't peep a blemish
Stop all the faking I know who you is
I used to fuck on the mom of yo kids
She asked me for mine and I gave her a bib
Acting confused bitch you know what it is
Play by the rules and you coexist
Or you make the news nigga you can pick
Built this from the ground while you got a lift
Boy Quit running yo mouth boy is you a bitch
All of that faking get you exposed
Stop all that capping in front of hoes
That boy he a actor get him a show
But we ain't shooting cameras we shooting poles
One helluva way that you gotta go
Did all that lying bout pots and stoves
Shit I needed a plate so I kicked the door
Now him and his fam laid out on da floor
Still got respect from the shit that I did
I used to beat niggas up as a kid
Got me a bag then hit y'all on da head
No wonder niggas was turning up dead
Riding these beats I just hopped in a sled
Rap game on lock like I twisted a dread
No tats on my arm I just rock with the spread
Won't say a peep all y'all niggas the feds
Went out in a fleece
My hoodie darker than me
No music, parked on the street
I'm just peeping the scene
Drako like Aubrey that bitch really sing
One word I copy no need to repeat
Ain't movin out sloppy that bitch on the beam
That bitch gone top me till I fall asleep
Oh shit fuck the beat go
Oh oh there it go
Quit asking me questions cause that ain't ya business
Keeping my distance they thinking I'm tripping
What's a suspect? when I'm killing the witness
Check out my jewels yeah I love how they glisten
How yo name hold no weight you claiming you lifting
Stop all the faking I'm seeing the difference
Play with yo life and it's gone in a instance
Spark you like a blunt just to see if it's hitting
Aye this is the life that i chose
And I'm on top while you peek from below
Watch how they switch when they seeing me blow
Don't be on my dick you wasnt wit me before
Raising you niggas done turned to a chore
Rap game on lock and I'm squeezed thru the door
Got me a lot but I need me some more
And I'm Still being greedy this shit on the floor
Rack$
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Writer(s): Kendell Long-wirt
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