(JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?) (Hal made it special) I made my come up look make believe If you ain't bringing nuttin' to the table you can't make the team Make it clear, make it clean I just shut down Wireless for a Ruby dial But I remember when I first bought an eight of each Nuttin' you can say to me If my name be all up in your mouth at least pray for me She ain't ever gotta worry, "Is he gonna pay for me?" I'll make one phone call like "Akh bring the trey for me" Bring the nine for me, four for me or the gauge for me I'll probably put you on if end up sittin' in the cage for me I'll be waiting patiently I need enough bread to not do nuttin' permanently Talk of the town, you probably heard of me Two shows in DXB, it's like your profit for the year If I'm in her bad books, might put your profit in the airs You know how many times I've copped it And I'm prob not gonna wear What's the chances that I come through and they're prob not gonna stare I went O, down to my last wrap, I couldn't bare Going back to them broke ass days, I wouldn't dare And if I did all these rap groupie hoes, they wouldn't care Said she can't stand me, but it's not that hard to get a chair Climbing up the ladder, I know you would be happy if I fell My knife work, boy you should be happy getting bells Me and Kirky dropping change, there's so many in the world So if we're gonna have a fallout, it can't be over no girls Hit up couple mans boo-babe but I do not kiss and tell My opps are so broke, from the bottom of my heart I wish them well Me and Keeks went halves on the phone and the food So if we're gonna have a fallout it can't be over no sales It's Amiri for my jeans, sincerely with the fiends Running rings round her after she squirts or she creams Me and M used to split five pound, two-fifty If we're gonna have a fallout it can't be over no P's Nigga please, bought the G-Lock from some Cali But the spinner from my streams For two months my nigga C from Lewy saw me every week Shaved him up, probably got PTSD from every Jeep From every four-by-four that flashes headlights and beeps Going back and forth with A and [?] bout' my chain Take it, you're most likely gonna make the news or someone close to home If you can't get him, then you get his bruce That's how I've been feeling lately bout' the death of 22 Me I'll be the first to tell them young kids to stay in school But if they're outside I'll be the first to tell them raise a tool Can't be in the streets and let niggas label you a fool Some of these guys been outside since I was nine And ain't got shit to show, that shit ain't cool My youngen bringin guns home, more than he does hoes I came whilst my dick was in her face, now she got nut-throat Your jeweller put diamonds in the face but is it buss though? How the fuck are you a rapper when your BM catch the bus though I used to rob guys at knife point, then get the bus home Now on any given day I hit the Shangri-La When mum gave me headache, used to stay around the mandem's yard Now when she give me headache, I just fly her out to Zanzibar Won't be a kid and say that I don't fuck with the four I still fuck with anyone I used to fuck with before Two point five for my mattress, used to sleep on the floor In the nitty's crib, syringe, crack smoke, swinging jaws Look and I can't put her in no Michael Kors If you saw me in that party then my nigga had a pipe for sure Used to sell rocks with no certificate, they weren't GIA My LA ting upset like "Babe why you didn't fly me MIA?" But anyway Rambo at least, been time since I had a flick knife All the Goats gravitate to me so I ain't gotta dick ride There's a long list of things I'd rather do before I switch sides Need suttin' with a switch on the flip side I don't mind taking pictures with my fans but don't approach me with no Ski-mask I'ma opp and I'm prang and I know why he's hurting Cah' my neck a hunnid' grand and I got rap money But go and ask M if I got money in rubber bands Was a boy but I had to be a man, all the shit that I done for the gang Free the guys man you know Do your homework man