Yeah, we don't get chips, nigga. Now, where haven't we? Chips, nigga. Where haven't we
been? Yeah. Like mother's gold. Full speed. Full go. Move your breasts. My weed lit. My
glass chilled. Couldn't be concerned less how I hate to feel. Call service only opportunity
for rest. In between destinations, a little hibernation. Life under the scope, I gotta
stay fresh. They just wanna see you falling. The only reason the camera's out when you're
walking. The only reason they listening when you're talking. Waiting on you to contradict
yourself. I'll be the victim self from the house. Like when Beth instigated that situation
with Tammy, got David kicked out. Suckers trying to figure my angle. Puzzled by my shuffle,
the bangles, and just my wing brothers in the presence of danger. Drop bombs on them
niggas from the middle and stay calm. Knowing that we belong on the top of Wayne dripping.
Cause we'll get there in a minute. Yeah. That's a statement for the mission. Swiss movements on
my watch ain't ticking. Who your crew is? Them niggas is bums. Throwing parties down there,
bitch. Come. They all at my art show. Me and my folks getting drunk. Banging my sounds from the
mouth. Life under the stove. Every day is a test. They go full speed, full car, media.
They just wanna see you fuck it all up. Turn over, make it get a ball up. They just wanna see you
f*ck it all up. Yeah. Vintage egg chairs hanging from the ceiling. Naked beauties and plush pillows
in them. Incense and fresh linen. I spit a complex venom. The real niggas, it strengthens. The fake
niggas, it kills them. And the big homie said that he still got visions of the rooftop. As do I.
George Jetson, Jefferson. Deluxe apartment in the sky. Niggas came down, play me, baby. I'm too high.
Pilot speak. I crafted these in my pilot seat. A New Orleans nigga and I'm way in the NYC.
We twisting on the mission and I'm fishing for my nigga's key beats. I've been in the game, OG.
Seen fools blow up and blow it low key. Life under the stove. Every day is a test. They go full speed,
full car, media. They just wanna see you fuck it all up. Turn over, make it get a ball up.
They just wanna see you fuck it all up.
