Quarter

I tell em to dream
You niggas don't know what it mean
To live through the shit that I seen
Now I'm counting the blue and green everything in between
I shined and I gleamed
Fuck twelve
I mean
I'm back on the scene
So That shit wasn't for nothing
Got booked
Not rook but a vet
If I miss I rebound like I'm Drummond
Hand steady Itching
I'm feeling one hunnid
A hunnid
A hunnid
Not Otf
But it's only the family
So you know how we bumming
They reach for the stars
Cuz they see how I'm coming
Base steady jumping
And knocking
They feel it
It's women that want me to touch em
But they sick like they carry Corona
I can tell that you niggas don't want it
This shit is a business
If it ain't bout digits
Decline
I don't care for the number
It's Pimp on the line
They talking more time
I hate I couldn't send him mo money
So I'm back road
Sliding
Wilding
Sliding
Just to get it
You got to put time in
Nine to five
Fuck that shit
We be riding

Go
Every beat
Yea you know ima float
Go
Do or die
And you better not choke

This shit Is a quarter for Kilo
Weight of the game
Ain't got time for know reload
White like it's Betty
Or Crocker
You pick hoe
Block legend seven support
Like they kinfolk
Honcho the gang
And they yelling
Out ten four
On my momma
I'm here like the rent due
Pay the respect
If it's in you
I'm here for the money it's simple
I cherish my Cherish
We twinning
On my team
If we talking bout winning
She in it
We plotting on touching a billion
In my sleep when I want to get millions
First quarter we blowing em out
Fuck
Now we look like the villain
From the bottom
No time for the kidding
And talking
And chilling
Relax for a min
Then we back out on business
The diamonds and cars
Are suits in the trenches
So I guess ain't no businessmen
Y'all been rapping so long I don't mention ya

Go
Every beat
Yea you know ima float
Go
Do or die
And you better not choke
Cuz this shit can get wicked
The trenches is different
Twenty five on my back like in Rose
And I pray to the ones that I'm missing
Listen

I try not to rap bout guns
That shit I be toating for fun
They got em and don't even use em
It's like the be bluffing or some
I been rapping for millions
Still ain't get it
But know I get figures
Hella os
They like hoes
Fuck it off
When I'm spending
Add it up
Get some more
I'm like fuck it let's get it
Swizz mixed with timbaland
Yea I beat that shit
Diamond grill
Brush my teeth with a gleam it
If she pretty and thick
Then I'm beating it
I don't pass her
I'm stingy
But still ain't no ring It
I'm to young for that shit
On my single shit
When I'm 30 for 30
I probably then think of it
Won't tell a soul
On a boat
And I know that they sinking ships
Tips for my stripper bitch
Cuz she slide down on a nigga
know what it is
Blood filled with pimping
Nte
Lil brother know he cripping
Gripping
You never ever catch em slipping
If you need it
Hit up Barbie for extensions
Moni on the come up
Road to the riches
Sister cousin
Cut a bitch
Then she stitch em
Why
Cuz she certified
I'm doing this shit just at twenty five
Imagine the years after twenty six
Running the game before twenty nine
Who alive
Thought this would happen
I did
They thought I was capping
It's a wrap
And I just started rapping
Nigga

Go
Every beat
Yea you know ima float
Go
Do or die
And you better not choke
Cuz this shit can get wicked
The trenches is different
Twenty five on my back like in Rose
And I pray to the ones that I'm missing
Dream