...talkin' in the beginning but I was sayin' when I wrote the fuckin' shit So like, I can't do that if I'ma do a On The Radar So it's like, all the point was lost Ayy, ayy, ayy I got Joe Pesci with me in the passenger seat Nigga like you'll let him sit behind you For sure you would Ayy, ayy, ayy Money for war, I'm sleepin' on the edge of the seat Shorty'll text and only try to call if you need I'm the type to go Balenci', look like army fatigue Gotta go by my rules 'cause you a product of me Fuck an arm's reach, that flamethrower right underneath Georgia plates on the truck but it got Florida seats Orange addy, I'm geeked, tryna slow up the lean Young rich junkie, the high was all a part of the dream I hate lil' niggas, cash don't run everything She got morals and I got Chanel for free Codeine smugglin' on private, they done saw worse things Live in the mix, I'm blind doin' my end of the street You get a TEC, that youngin' probably callin' for me We don't leave it to the raps, 'cause we was already cheesed I got blood in my eyes, they be callin' it grief If you ever felt a bullet, you would think 'fore you speak If you think you could take a fully, you could say what you please Money made me a bully, gotta stay from the weak I had three different primes and I'm still on three Told her separate the lies from protectin' your peace Reckless a reach, a nigga better play what he teach Play what he talk, got Wock' and it's safe in the vault I'm like Pluto, Slime, and Wayne, they be mistakin' me for 'em They would've never caused that pain they knew it was makin' you stronger They ain't never gon' respect it 'til you takin' it from 'em, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, used to be my dawg, you would split the Xan with me Flamin' to the opps, get holed in the can with me When LUCKI 'bout to drop, you lie to the fans with me Fuck everybody, the mafia stand with me I don't even miss the Wock' 'cause niggas been playin' with it Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh Ayy, ayy, ayy, used to be my dawg, you would split a Xan with me Used to be my dawg, you would—, uh Ayy, ayy, used to be dawg, you would split a Xan with me Flamin' to the opps, get—, uh, in the can with me When LUCKI 'bout to drop, you lie to the— Flamin' to the opps, get holed in the can with me, ayy Used to be my— Ight, go to the other one Pyro made it Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy Uh-uh-uh, I wake up and a bitch be mad at me, I know I do it the best, ayy, ayy Uh-uh-uh, I wake up and a bitch be mad at me, I know I do it the best I just sent her to the store, I put a killer to test Money gon' beat 'em in court, free Jeff gang, I'm next I'm with the snakes, gorillas, and bears, and then I'm gon' put 'em in check It was just cold when I was at the bottom, least I brought my jacket Lost my mind but I made profit, ain't no goin' back I wanna see him in Rick, I wanna—, ayy, ayy, ayy I wanna see him in Rick, I want some niggas in coffins I wanna ban all the Tris, I want John Gotti in office You gettin' in my way was in my way, just part of my story TT know that I do drugs, but still give God the glory Too rich to catch a diss, I want you restin' in piss I wanna go Culli' but Wham can't wait 'til they drop the newest shit I'm rockin' a Patek, I'm raised by the addicts, you know I ain't used to shit She say I'm dramatic, I'm shootin' through traffic, and duckin' the troopers still I'm still in the loop, for real, dress to impress and shoot to kill I'm still in the loop, I'm doin' that Bentley like I'm with Bun in Trill I flew by , I'm headed towards Austin, but they just threw me a bill I'm still in the loop, for real, I feel a lil' way, they'll do, for real Ayy, ayy, uh-uh, ayy Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh-uh-uh, I wake up and a bitch be mad at me, I know I do it the best, ayy, ayy I know I do it the best, I just sent her to the store I put a killer to test, money gon' beat it in court I know I do it the best, I just sent her to the store I put a—, ayy, money gon' beat it in court, free Jeff gang, I'm next