I could be parallell to bad as hell
Equivalent to ignorant
Depends on the matter well
If it's that insignificant
I'll just have to tell a n***a
To kick rocks with flip flops
Rappers rather tell than sit
In a cell to snitch hop
I ain't paying to disc jock he
Ain't getting the wrist-watch
I'm the realest to make it he
Takin d**k in the shit box
I kinda get why I'm legit mostly
To the folks who think dominant
I see why dishonest shit is
So prominent
See the kids that rhymin' it
That ain't lived not a line of it
You ain't hood money not
Good money ya counterfeit
The kind of a jan I get on
Some lo-lo for lanna shit
Name a state now fivin' it with
That coke in them llamas b***h
Hold up what time is it The
Clock strike ten
I guarantee none of y'all be
On the block like him
Cock the fifth back you get baffled
Click clack you skipped that
Lot of niggas bust they guns
But not like them
The record labels are scared of me
Internet gotta bag me
First they said I was gangsta then
They said 'not exactly'
I rap about politicians rap
About protect
They loosin' the manuevers that
Edgar Hoover reenacted
Being on my black shit
They be tryna silence me
But to do that shit they
Have to do it violently
Clack clack that act back
Rat-at-at that backjack
A lot of niggas bust they
Guns but not like them
A lot of niggas bust they guns
But not like them
Y'all niggas is luke-warm y'all
Ain't hot like them
Them motherf**kers my brothers
They ain't my friends
We the band with the bond
From grams on the arm
A lot of niggas bust they guns
But not like them
Y'all niggas is luke-warm
Y'all ain't hot like them
Them motherf**kers my brothers
They ain't my friends
We the band with the bond
From grams on the arm
The uncut dope
Ya had to land on a farm
Rapping on arenas
Rubberbands to the mobs
Getting high to Sinatra
In the sands of the palms
Reminiscing my rapping with BIG
The man with the don
Niggas did it big
But not like them
Drink champange in the
Ocean just to drown my sins
Should have a valet rol
L around my Benz
These niggas know my beginning
But not my end
It's me and Saigon in the pizons
Never behind us like
We vary our zones
Go ahead and chill out
Get your vibe on
Cause this could be the
Day that you died on
