(cy, ay
BMG, what up big brother?
Show you what i'ma do, lil 4k in this bitch)
I wake up, get a bitch 'fore I even brush my teeth
Them sucka niggas mad cause they ain't gettin' dough like me
Skrrt off in that scat, drag racin' at a high speed
Blicky with extended mag, don't be thinkin' we fighting
Come around, tuck that chain, my niggas some real thieves
I'm a knock for the pape, for them bands I'm a real fiend
To the guap, to the cake, and I'm gettin' in my way
Bitch I can't feel a thing, cause I'm rollin' off them beans
Keep your head up on that swivel, you never know, you might see
Tell the opps I'm tryna dribble, I'm tryna score me another 3
It be long up in my denim, catch a sucka leave him deceased
When these .22 tres hit your dental, you just might not make it to the spital
I ain't ever did it for the street credit, did it for the pape and the respect
cnd the last beef was a nobody, watch your top hat, he next
cll black fit, i'ma drop ski when I'm creepin' through your jets
If you want me, come and pop me, I'll be right up on that set
I ain't ever did it for the street credit, did it for the wave and the respect
I knew since '05, me and 4K finna be the best
Half of these rappers nerds, goin' through a skill issue, they gon' have to re-spec
Did it once, i'ma do it again, get it up, turn a 2 to a 10
Never been nothin' but myself, bitch, I ain't ever had to pretend
Born to ball, forced to grind, I deserve everything I get
Pain of truth comes with time, you get it once and that's it
Get the gold, stay behind, bitch I make family, not friends
(What you want from the kid other than influence?
I pop all my shit and let you get the rest
I try every day to make some sense of this
So fuck all the noise)
You reap what you sow, and I sow hella cake
I'm never alone, I'm ridin' with the gang
You shit where you eat and that's the saddest thing
Now fall in the void
What you want from the kid other than influence?
I pop all my shit and let you get the rest
I try every day to make some sense of this
So fuck all the noise