Mmm... Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah Niggas caught me but they really ain't caught me Momma stopped me told me let no one stop me Papi used to kick the brick like karate Mami used to chef up eggs and salami Don't go outside when niggas pull out with Tommy's Shit I was 24 nigga hit the floor 12 thought I robbed my momma's apartment Hmm hm hmm, Yeah How I'm fed up yet I find myself starving My niggas always taught to proceed with caution That drama drama catch you out while you parking That llama lama don't look cute when it's sparking I mind my business weighing out all my problems I mind my business cause my business is popping They only need you when you run out of options Hmm hmm, yeah what's a verdict to a hedge fund Give a shit bout where you bred from Boomers toast in cubicles and red rum Send a text and set it off like rev run Paramedics show up late like its practice Ain't no honor when your honor's a savage My nigga Drakeo got acquitted clearly no debating Kept him tucked and labeled him hazard All neglection manifesting a casket Rights in shambles privileges out of basket Solitary free your mind through the havoc Trauma trauma trauma trauma Momma I know better but better still come after tragic... Big chain out the closet this is shy glizzy Yall fuck these hoe niggas over we ain't dry humping A hundred thousand up in all whites that's a dry hundred, ugh Just let me know something you leave him in his head Yea, brother bitch I'm Hulk Hogan He was acting trippy so I left that nigga Trippie Redd All headshots that's my DJ you know he dead My rhymes ain't gon get no better Throw me up in solitary and I get more clever Fuck a bag I'm repping Louis with no effort They don't wanna see in the phantom with the ghost lamping Back to back foreigns bout to fuck over the pole dancers Do a backflip on some bitch I'ma hit you with this old fashion I'm the leader of the new wave I'm the nigga that boost 50 in 2 days I'm the niggas that hogged the coop in two lanes And I was only 21 but ain't nobody give me praise It was me and Malene but ain't nobody get me saved Niggas send death threats all on twitter But got the nerve to come to court and play the victim How you real but wanna see me up in prison I ain't do it now you mad cause the verdict not guilty nigga kill me Get out yo feelings Ima up until its season Press 1 cause I'm a winner How you livin' My reality is real Cause I'm the nigga still sitting up in jail We know the truth but ain't nobody finna share it Cause niggas jealous only bitches share that tray what's the wave I'm surrounded by clown niggas Hold me down lies they praying that I drown in it They screaming free Drakeo only on the pound nigga, what's the difference? But who gon do something about it? Cause if I get life who gon do something about it Benefits for my murder I ain't shoot nobody They wanna judge me by raps they like you John Gotti Talking bout this ain't political If it's not then why you feel the need to say it for You let em refile a hired cop that's 10 and 2 Then got the nerve to tell a nigga you know how it feel Take my soul from me know its gone a long time ago I'ma wear Louis up in trial first day of court I gotta dress on fresh that's what I'm famous for I'll never let these loser niggas think I got a baby voice Don't just talk, do something about it I'm just a ruler, nah you John Gotti Why brag about it, I ain't shoot nobody This rap on trial 182.5 Free Drakeo