Pirates (Remix)

I been waiting a long time for this one
Y'all already know what it is
They musta forgot
Brn To Win
You hear the jewels
You hear the trophies
This ain't Maybach by the way
Palmer Road, Two-Ten, What's up

From the bacc of my Cell
To the front of the jet
I'm getting bacc on my grind
I can't be fronting you shit
In the bacc of your mind
You hate I'm stunting like this
To C the bacc of your bitch
Slide down the front of my dicc
Who woulda thought that my vision would Ce so crystal in clarity
When the system insist on any new charges severity
All these years on my bacc are just like a weight sitting heavily
So I'll drop a few boulders on any one trynna bury me
Come and get it I got it
Get with a Winner and profit
What I plan to obtain can only be measured in yardage
From ocean to ocean
I'm causing such a commotion
Cause this kid from the Palmer
Spit like he swallowed a potion
Let's drinc to the fortune
China plates, bigger portions
I gotta grip on the game
We'll call it legal extortion
I know it's hurting you guys
They balling up like contortions
I make 'em do what I say
I guess I mastered coercion
We're on the land of the free
In the home of the brave
More like the land of the guilty
Where any home gets enslaved
I was given the torch
So imma burn 'till I'm out
Feel free to add up your blessings even though they'll never count

I don't know what the fucc they talking bout
You thinc I did ten years in the box
To come bacc out here and see this bullshit
These weird-ass niggas is doin
Go

My destination fluid like water in how it veers
Yet, I'm going nowhere fast like a hamster inside its sphere
For the love of the money I'd hate to ever show fear
So, I'm never scared to go get it, that's word to my closest peers
My beat bang
My weed loud
I'll prolly need a silencer
That trucc?
It's money
Tell Brincs I'll need a driver, sir
Bet I'm better than best
You can Shredder the rest
No Donnie, Ralph, Michael, Leonardo, or Splinter yet
So, while you broke niccas talking bout splitting a checc
I'm spitting a jet
Flow as fly as it gets
That means my money right
Plus, what's left for your bitch
For me, there's No Time Off
Every day is my shift
A Mastermind
But, you won't believe the shit I forget
Subconsciously erasing the bull
Forgoing the shit
I paint a portrait with words from pictures that aren't perfect
From that point of view
You'll see why
I won't submit or forfeit

Though I fucc'n told y'all niccas man
It was over wit from the day I came out
That little ass year I has to do in the jail
That shit nuthin
And I beat that violation
Fucc y'all niccas talkin bout
Ain't told nuthin, ain't said nuthin
Face Card Good
Do a cap on me
Ain't no cap on me
I'm telling you
I hop out that whip and I
Glrrrr
It ain't over 'till the gun go off
Walk up
Fop