Feel like De Niro in Heat I'm on the run tryna get in the breeze Ain't nobody tryna get it from me I'm tryna take something Take it and leave I feel like I've been trappin' for a million weeks Good girl, but she really a freak Arraign me so it could never be peaked I'm on you, G, it could never be beef It's cold out here, don't forget your coat I cook coke, straight drop it on the stove Tell me what you want, I got a quote If I ain't got it, then I'm comin' for your dough Even when I get it for the low I'm lookin' through my phone book for a victim I'm the old man that finesse guy loves In real life with a rock, I'm like hov' When my shooters hit, they fill their straight goals Now any time we roll, it's just show Gettin' head and my headlights show Highway from a trap to the headline And I'm still my own boss, fuck a dead line Poor bandits sew your dead lies My dog's okay, I got the best wife Now everybody around me gettin' fed right All the way to the top, that's the next rap I ain't takin' no chance, fuck a red light It's that way from these like X wise I came up too fast, made my ex cry They got tiny turbans on my turpentine I'm gon' run up in your yard on the next high I got gang with me, no, that's fam with me This a free eight, not eight six Easy mistake, I got Scrabs with me Man trap, giddy, PR rap really Rap like hens, y'all rap city I'm an SK, don't act silly I'm a Jim Jones, so not Jimmy I'm a Jim Jones, so not Jimmy Freedom's a must, fuck twelve I still do it by eye, fuck scales Do it in a bando by myself Seven days and the kitchen still smells Inhale, exhale, shit's real Inhale, exhale, shit's real