(I just be thanking God, I'm so talented)
Lil' boy, you just a wannabe, it's only one of me (Life for real)
(Ayy, Melly, what the fuck is that?)
You just a wannabe, it's only one of me
I got a bitch out in Tennessee who drive to New Orleans
Shit, I'm startin' to see they tryna be, I think they fond of-
Shit, I'm startin' to see they tryna be (I think they fond of me)
Shit, I'm startin' to see they tryna be, I think they fond of me
I run circles 'round your bitch 'cause to me she too green
While I'm in here tryna fight this cup, you know there's no green
And even though, I know I'm high as hell, I still drink more lean
Yeah, boy, you broke- ([?])
Boy, you broke, go do your taxes
My fat boy, like Cory, brassed him
If I was chargin' for this dick, I swear to God, I'm still taxin'
I got richer, I got deeper in the streets, them ass backwards
I been givin' old advice, to be honest I coulda kept it
I got a cuban on my chest, this ain't comin' off my necklace
Nigga, they can't fuck with me, I do- (Nigga)
They can't fuck with me (Do voodoo now he Casper)
They can't fuck with me, do voodoo now he Casper
My franchise call me blood, shit gon' put you in the casket
I'm Magic Johnson with the guys, I ain't have no problem passin'
I swear to God, I used to travel way before I started rappin'
What the fuck I look like dissin' niggas? We just go and grab 'em
On my sister, last time we seen you, boy, we head tapped you
Everytime y'all niggas seen us, y'all was duckin' tryna grab
They put, they put ten thousand on us, that shit disrespectful
Boy, you know that shit for free but, if they catch you, they gon' match you
I can't argue with no nigga who we really shot in traffic
I mean, I can't argue with him, he got shot in traffic
I got my niggas gettin' money, but shit half of 'em crashin'
Bitch, I'm a west side nigga, you will not catch me I'm crashin'
They kicked me out of [?], shit, I had to go to Bradford
I had money, boy, forever ever, young rich-
I'ma have this shit forever ever- (For life)
I'ma have this shit forever, I'm a young rich bastard
I got my Charger, Chally, 'Rango, and my Jeep, them bitches fast
All them cars is 2020, you niggas sick, I went and cashed it
My new, my new house so big, that bitch is like a castle
I like her, she like me too, shit, I think she wanna wrestle
You know, my shit supercharged, I could never drive a Tesla
If I love you, I can't argue, but be careful when we catch you
I done moved so many bricks, my niggas call me baby Tetris
How you makin' diss songs 'bout that boy who took your necklace?
Words don't hurt, bullets do tho', put him on a stretcher
[?], lil' nigga
Words don't hurt, bullets do tho'-, nah
Yeah, words don't hurt, bullets do tho', put him on a stretcher
Yeah, I done moved so many bricks, my niggas call me baby-
Shh, nigga
And all these kings are comin'
Kings and queens go
Start to take a piece of such a puzzle
See the picture, little diff
