A Way

I've been stuck up in this shit for so long, finally made a way
Nikkas ain't who that they claim to be, they motherfuckin' fake
Ion een talk to hoes they wanna cake Li bitch, I want the pape
I'm sorry, mama hoe play in my face, then I might catch a case

I'll leave a bitch before I beat her like I'm Ike Tina and Drake
I say that Drake because I keep a Drizzy, OVO to face
I'm ballin' like the Brooklyn Nets, gon' give a nikka Harlem Shake
I really dunk on shit don't get caught in the paint im what the lakers ain't

I ain't never need no bitch or need no help, put that on god
Niggas tryna ride the wave, cause I'm tryna get rich like rod
They say Li Stunna wouldn't make it bitch, I'm tryna face the odds
Oh, he a bitch and he a bitch, come on now, bitch, connect the dots

Ion fool with niggas, feel like they some clowns and I'm a star
A shootin' star if that cause I got hella gens up in this car
Bitch, don't ask for stunna card, swear ion trick, I treat em all
Bitch, the same, like it's Halloween, my trick gon' be your jaws

Ion even like to rap, I pick a beat and I'm here just to talk
I feel like Vic cause all my niggas dogs, li bitch, and they gon' walk
Bitch, I lost respect when it was your first night, bitch, you dropped your draws
You a goofy bitch, a dirty hoe ain't answer none of your calls

Bitch, I got up in my Duffy, bitch, come on, just check the bag
Bitch, I feel just like the goat might get it tatted on my back
Wanna see a magic trick, me neither bitch, so never lack
Cause you gon' vanish, bitch, and get put in a pack and you ain't comin' back

Tell my bruddas, bitch, I got that front long as they that got my back
Cause it's a slimy world, this shit ain't filled with nothin' but snakes and rats
I got more chocolate than babe ruth, I told lil' mama she a snack
And I ain't never lookin' back cause I been stackin' all these racks

These niggas under me, they understand cause I stand dressed in black
And I'ma hit this shit up out the park, I don't even need a bat
This shit like tennis, rack for rack and band for band and tit fa tat
I been the man since a li toddler, bitch, my pockets gettin' fat

I've been stuck up in this shit for so long, finally made a way
Nikkas ain't who that they claim to be, they motherfuckin' fake
Ion een talk to hoes they wanna cake Li bitch, I want the pape I'm sorry, mama hoe play in my face, then I might catch a case

I'll leave a bitch before I beat her like I'm Ike Tina and Drake