Threat
I know I'm the greatest I'm built for this shit
Roll me a screen I'm setting the pick
When I rub on her ass she loving that shit
She pulling my zipper she wanting some dick
These niggas don't know what I had been through
Lost and alone it fucked up my mental
Baby a queen she want me to be gentle
Pink slip in the mail nah this ain't a rental
Kick down your door cuz you owe some bread
These niggas out here they getting mislead
These bitches out here be fucked up in the head
They'll ruin your life and leave you for dead
I'm way to blessed I can't be complaining
Dealing with people man that shit be draining
I want a women to show me her love
I need me an angel to watch up above
I need me 12-gauge stuffed with them slugs
I need me them racks to call up a plug
To deal with the pain I take lots of drugs
Running real fast like my name was ruggs
Don't worry bout me or the money I made
Just shut the fuck up and stay out my way
444 I know an angel be with me
223's coming out of the semi
Hell nah I ain't a threat
But my shooters going to aim at ya neck
Was a rookie back then but now imma vet
If it come down to me then I'm taking that bet
Diamonds shine bright they hit like a boxer
Smoking that gas rolling up like a rasta
She giving that head slurping up like it's pasta
Homie got burnt now he need a doctor
I want me a house in the hills
Charging my trap phone I got all the deals
Went back to court but I got an appeal
Torture his ass we goin make em squeal
Just figure it out that's what I was told
These hating ass bitch niggas gettin real old
Hit his ass with the left hook knocked out cold
I'm not a game I can't be controlled
I know I'm the greatest I'm built for this shit
Roll me a screen I'm setting the pick
When I rub on her ass she loving that shit
She pulling my zipper she wanting some dick
These niggas don't know what I had been through
Lost and alone it fucked up my mental
Baby a queen she want me to be gentle
Pink slip in da mail nah this ain't a rental
Kick down your door cuz you owe some bread
These niggas out here they getting mislead
These bitches out here be fucked up in the head
They'll ruin your life and leave you for dead
I'm way to blessed I can't be complaining
Dealing wit people man that shit be draining
I want a women to show me her love
I need me an angel to watch up above
East coast nigga I ain't from the west side
My bitch goin ride like bonnie and clyde
Can't go out sad got to much pride
Mixed lil shawdy got hips real wide
I'm chasing my goals I'm running full stride
Rip dolph can't believe that he died
If you look in my face see the pain in my eyes
Can't go out in public I wear a disguise
Can't let a bitch think she the prize
Until it come true it's free all the guys
I was fucking bad hoes at wise
People deceitful they'll tell you a lie
You look up above and cry to the sky
When i look up above I'm wondering why
Roll up that gas I'm tryna stay high
Love when a pretty girl got some big thighs
I was stuck in the dark I couldn't get out
We lit over here it ain't ever a drought
If imma make it it ain't a doubt
Money and success is what I'm about
Line up at reciver I'm running in route
That bitch only fucking cuz she want some clout
When it come to my bruvahs I go all out
When it come to this rap shit imma ball out
Roll me a screen I'm setting the pick
When I rub on her ass she loving that shit
She pulling my zipper she wanting some dick
These niggas don't know what I had been through
Lost and alone it fucked up my mental
Baby a queen she want me to be gentle
Pink slip in the mail nah this ain't a rental
Kick down your door cuz you owe some bread
These niggas out here they getting mislead
These bitches out here be fucked up in the head
They'll ruin your life and leave you for dead
I'm way to blessed I can't be complaining
Dealing with people man that shit be draining
I want a women to show me her love
I need me an angel to watch up above
I need me 12-gauge stuffed with them slugs
I need me them racks to call up a plug
To deal with the pain I take lots of drugs
Running real fast like my name was ruggs
Don't worry bout me or the money I made
Just shut the fuck up and stay out my way
444 I know an angel be with me
223's coming out of the semi
Hell nah I ain't a threat
But my shooters going to aim at ya neck
Was a rookie back then but now imma vet
If it come down to me then I'm taking that bet
Diamonds shine bright they hit like a boxer
Smoking that gas rolling up like a rasta
She giving that head slurping up like it's pasta
Homie got burnt now he need a doctor
I want me a house in the hills
Charging my trap phone I got all the deals
Went back to court but I got an appeal
Torture his ass we goin make em squeal
Just figure it out that's what I was told
These hating ass bitch niggas gettin real old
Hit his ass with the left hook knocked out cold
I'm not a game I can't be controlled
I know I'm the greatest I'm built for this shit
Roll me a screen I'm setting the pick
When I rub on her ass she loving that shit
She pulling my zipper she wanting some dick
These niggas don't know what I had been through
Lost and alone it fucked up my mental
Baby a queen she want me to be gentle
Pink slip in da mail nah this ain't a rental
Kick down your door cuz you owe some bread
These niggas out here they getting mislead
These bitches out here be fucked up in the head
They'll ruin your life and leave you for dead
I'm way to blessed I can't be complaining
Dealing wit people man that shit be draining
I want a women to show me her love
I need me an angel to watch up above
East coast nigga I ain't from the west side
My bitch goin ride like bonnie and clyde
Can't go out sad got to much pride
Mixed lil shawdy got hips real wide
I'm chasing my goals I'm running full stride
Rip dolph can't believe that he died
If you look in my face see the pain in my eyes
Can't go out in public I wear a disguise
Can't let a bitch think she the prize
Until it come true it's free all the guys
I was fucking bad hoes at wise
People deceitful they'll tell you a lie
You look up above and cry to the sky
When i look up above I'm wondering why
Roll up that gas I'm tryna stay high
Love when a pretty girl got some big thighs
I was stuck in the dark I couldn't get out
We lit over here it ain't ever a drought
If imma make it it ain't a doubt
Money and success is what I'm about
Line up at reciver I'm running in route
That bitch only fucking cuz she want some clout
When it come to my bruvahs I go all out
When it come to this rap shit imma ball out
Credits
Writer(s): Alonzo Parke
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