Never been a woulda coulda shoulda man My shit is fabolous de-de-de-de-de-de-damn There's a lot of bitch niggas actin fly now You on the ground nigga I jus brought the sky down Need sum diamonds in your watch you could borrow mine That's a reminder ya'll niggas "on borrowed time" And I'm feelin big everybody smaller den me So they lookin up to me even if they taller den me You ain't never live a word of what your mouth speakin Your whole shit made up nigga house keepin My money stack not a funny cat worry me I hand out ass whoopins with money back guarantees Apparently you get hype and play roles You talk like a pimp, but you wife and pay hoes I'm bout 8 months from that white and grey Rolls Russel sweatsuit with the breitling face froze In them reebok classics white and grey soles Holding my nuts doing my best michael j pose Hope you like to take notes cause you sloppy, imperfect So the best you could ever do is copy my worst shit Your hearse flip from what I'm loading in the gauge So you ain't gotta wait to roll over in your grave Cavalli shades, fresh fade, Gucci link on Front row at the fight light, Lukki with the mink on And my girl go harder than 6 Compton bitches Red bottoms on look like she been stompin bitches Yea we gettin them amounts you will never see I got a brick o' swag for every ounce of your jealousy From what they tellin' me, I seem to be the man A boutique boy that cop sneakers in japan Lampin' on the island jus to see a decent tan So have my money in total "Kima Keisha Pam" All this ice on my wrist that's a risk factor You wouldn't need this much ice for a wrist fracture N roll with a clique full a chick snatchers So we didn't really want your bitch it was just practice I flick ashes off a yacht deck All I do is come to a chin like a mock neck Stop dat I'm from a hood where they never smile Niggas make that tre pop like kevin liles My city never blink they be thinkin' cash And stay clappin' on a nigga like pinky ass That thing flash they snatch chains and curse Gettin that dirty money no last train to Paris So to all you rap lames and other suckas I bet this mack maine leave you in the gudda gudda Motherfucker, spend a day in these streets and see Niggas a do the unthinkable for a lease a key Uhhh need as soon as them fed swing through They Draked on you damn I ain't know you sing too King who? run what? we can all assume You got knocked cause all your goons use autotune Meanwhile I Lebron ball, john wall Give me the mic I give em the light sean paul Haters stay tuned I got a lot of shit in store Best to ever do next stop bidding war
