Ain't bout waitin' on for no lie
That the time is mine
Yeah, I'm gon' shine
My whole team got stacks on deck

I'm givin' it disrespect
And for a fact, nigga
Said I'm blowin' so ferocious
Pure so atrocious

Hard and sexy, I'm a douche
For a fact, nigga
No money, it just swells a bit
Odds, growth, development

I'm havin' sin for a hell of a bit
Ain't bout waitin' on for no lie
That the time is mine
Yeah, I'm gon' shine

My whole team got stacks on deck
I'm givin' it disrespect
And for a fact, nigga
Said I'm blowin' so ferocious

Pure so atrocious
Hard and sexy, I'm a douche
For a fact, nigga
No money, it just swells a bit

Odds, growth, development
I'm havin' sin for a hell of a bit
My system's super-duper stormin
When we pull up, you think Los Cru was performin

Y'all be smokin' loud, but I swear shit is roarin
Fuck off up in the clouds, our brains over here soarin
Some on cloud nine, yeah, we clownin' and we tourin
Y'all niggas be rappin', but my niggas be floarin

And y'all shit is raggedy while our shit is foreign
We in the streets, door to door, man
While y'all be somethin' like a Mormon
Get off the same exit, I done gave the bums a fortune

Dallas, my apartment, you need to go and take your bullshit
To the party, Adam, he late
Ain't had no cake, he graduate
Heard he had a master's in how to masturbate

He wrote, playin' with his junk, his own ass he raped
I'm havin' fuzz without fuzz, and y'all exaggerate
When y'all was playin' video games
We was pitchin' those things, flippin' my change

And Los got to spittin' that flame
And for a fact, nigga
Ain't my way, no, no, no
That's the time, it's mad, yeah, I'm on track

And for a fact, nigga
Keep that stack from day to day
I'll give you this respect, get in the tag
I'm in the deck

And for a fact, nigga
Say my flow is so ferocious
Yours so atrocious
I can make the Aledosa

And for a fact, nigga
Take your money if this swells a bit
But R&B development, I'm havin' simple hell of a bit
Stack shittin' on you niggas like my ass gone crazy

And we goin' off the bailey, yeah, I does this no maybes
And I stick to the script and ain't shit gon' chase me
Blazin' OG, shoutout to Cali Runners, bringin' back them baileys
Spins like dryers, and pop off white guys

Dizzle it over, get you higher and higher, them ain't suppliers
Spittin' flame and buzz fire, till them lanes just expire
Put the game and just retire
Nothin' but high records, this is Lowes Pryor

But I wanna be more richer than Pryor
The fuck with more niggas than Jiggin' Stout Meyer
Grind out with no timeout, so my figure's gettin' higher
Because really only the figures get me higher

If I said it did, then Lowes would be a liar
Perfectly pimpin' peaches, plums, plus papayas
Triangle U lines on my gizmo Messiah
Milk the streets and have no time for them criers

Birth of aviation, man, was flyer than the flyest flyer
And for a fact, nigga
Ain't my way, no, no, no
Know that the time is mine

Yeah, I'm gon' shine
And for a fact, nigga
I'm on a team that's not from there
Y'all give me disrespect

In the tech, I'm in the deck
And for a fact, nigga
Said my flow is so ferocious
Yours are atrocious

I can act the allidocious
And for a fact, nigga
Set your money if this swells a bit
But on food and pellet, man, I haven't slept a hella bit

Mike, you ask me
Do we sound better in with the class D
Lookin' bummer, we won't accept
So we stay lookin' flashy

Don't care about what's got the most special effects
In the artist, I got portraits
Masterpieces from sketch artists
Never pay for tapes

Cause the money don't get got regardless
My team stay eatin
Lookin' at y'all just starvin
But see, I got somethin

That'll have you seein' a Martins
And when you get up there
You'll catch me beamin' at Marvin
And I'm screamin' like Carmen

Yeah, I'm swingin' like Tarzan
Perfect pictures that my fingers be carvin
Awake, livin' my dreams as Lowe's Target
Beats from the bladder, lyrical accidents

Is how shit get started
Shoutout to them diapers
It's known for lickin' carpet
Until all they body and rim shots

Gettin' them car fixed
Shoutout to the chef
Granny's carbs in them starches
Shoutout to the D-Boys

That stretch the soft, make the hard whip
Goin' in cause our flutes
Addicted to the money
Cause without it, man, our hearts sick

My act is ill, some plots of steel
Rob and kill
I flood the market with raw rhymes
And I shop for deals

I got the money munchies
So I'm eatin' lots of meals
Cops hustlin' everyday
Man, is y'all for real

Put vagueness into your wheels
And just throw it and steal
And we be pumpin' this digital
Don't get just ballin' still

Ain't not waitin' on no bathroom
I know that the time is now
And yeah, I'm gon' shine
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

I'm on a team, got stacks on deck
Y'all givin' me disrespect
Gettin' the tech, I'm hittin' the deck
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

Said I flow so ferocious
Y'all so atrocious
I can take the allodocia
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

Said your money, it just swells a bit
But our growth and development
I'm havin' said for hella bit
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

I'm on a team, got stacks on deck
Y'all givin' me disrespect
Gettin' the tech, I'm hittin' the deck
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

I'm on a team, got stacks on deck
Y'all so atrocious
I can take the allodocia
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

Said your money, it just swells a bit
But our growth and development
I'm havin' said for hella bit
Cause I'm full of fact, nigga

I'm on a team, got stacks on deck
Y'all so atrocious