I'ma send this one out to them fo' takin' them late night trips in the rain, man
Ridin' dirty with them packs, you know what I'm talkin' bout?
Strappin' C -Belt up in gray, my nigga, it's gon' be a 'ight
In this day and age, they say if you ain't hustlin', you ain't tryin', you know what I'm
talkin' bout?
I gotta pop my collar on it, yeah
I let my collar pop, I'm shinin' like the storm, haters
We deep in there, everybody ridin' in the callin' papers
Strap up and say a 'breakers, it's gon' be a 'crazy ride
I'm runnin' circles through the city on 285
I let my collar pop, I'm shinin' like the storm, haters
We deep in there, everybody ridin' in the callin' papers
Strap up and say a 'breakers, it's gon' be a 'crazy ride
I'm runnin' circles through the city on 285
Hit the metal, hit the metal with some riders
Naturally a 'rebel see me stuntin' like MacGyver
For that money, I go head first like a diver
Niggas, bitches wanna fuck us for that, they despise us
And fuck the lower man, I work hard to get the quota
I'm a 'go for broke and get the cash till it's over
Tell my P .O. she can kiss my ass, I'm a 'smoker
I'm chief in California, ridin' past Minnesota
Worldwide recognition, fan base platinum
Pop another cork, let's get the champagne crackin'
Jumpin' out your van, hit the damn stage passin'
Fishin' with them hands, Grampage Jackson
Fuckin' plenty models, packin' hella semi -autos
Bitches gon' hire me, so I'm in the street like empty bottles
And fuck the judge too, mad cousin son in Miami
A 'slut against a fucker by the jaw of a sobriety
Third man, I let my collar pop, I'm shinin' like a storm, haters
We deep in there, everybody ridin' in the callin' papers
Strap up and say a 'breakers, it's gon' be a 'crazy ride
I'm runnin' circles through the city on 285
I let my collar pop, I'm shinin' like a storm, haters
We deep in there, everybody ridin' in the callin' papers
Strap up and say a 'breakers, it's gon' be a 'crazy ride
I'm runnin' circles through the city on 285
Shakin' like confetti in the Chevy on the lot of hay
Plus a 'throwaway, I keep concealed up in my hideaway
Wreckin' bitches like I'm Levis, I do that the right way
Feelin' like machete, hope you're ready, you can die today
Bein' broke is a disease, I'm out for the antidote
Fishin' for that money, I feel like my Uncle Angelo
I fuck with gorillas, jeweler niggas, ain't no animals
Kiss my nuts and I'ma cut the phone and spit your cantaloupe
How you dare offer my loan that I want every man to know?
Niggas get locked up in Tennessee like Barry Manilow
Boy, they selfish in these streets and don't know what they standin' for
Bears come with cases, eatin' niggas like we're animals
So I ride solo, I keep a 'not to blow though
I feel somebody's watchin' me, bears takin' photos
They know I'm on the scene, blowin' green like Komodos
Applause like a so -so, but never once a ho -no, I'm loco
I let my collar pop, I'm shinin' like the Stone Haters
We beefin' everybody, ridin' in the cone papers
Strap up and say a prayer, cause it's gon' be a crazy ride
I'm runnin' circles through the city on 285
I let my collar pop, I'm shinin' like the Stone Haters
We beefin' everybody, ridin' in the cone papers
Strap up and say a prayer, cause it's gon' be a crazy ride
I'm runnin' circles through the city on 285
Flyin' down 285, stuntin' on the latest ties
They had they chance to knock me off the throne, now it's too late to try
Streets know I'm gutted to the bone, but I'm the latest guy
A chick that look just like Raven -Symoné, gon' be my date tonight
All dudes paid it full, can't be stopped like raging bulls
I'm beastin' on the block, riskin' my freedom just to make a joke
I ain't tryin' to glorify the streets, but it's my testimony
I'm addressin' phonies with the truth and this big weapon on me
Turn your body into rigatoni, niggas want me dead
Feds always got their vision on me, maybe it's because I keep it raw
Unadulterated, they just love to hate, they mad like niggas with no luck in Vegas
I'm a block of lies, slingin' stones with the thrust of David
Money fluctuated, if your talk ain't about hustlin', save it
I got this far by the grace of God, I pray and strive
Still takin' rides across the city on 285
You heard me, ain't nothin' but that low -down dirty Southside
Atlanta up in this, area 51
You heard me, Atlanta scandalous hoes
Settle bitches, and niggas who will cross you out for a dollar at any moment
You heard me, stay prayed up on 285, nigga
