28/03/2016
I told you I was gona get all the money,
I p**s on my soul an I swear on my mommy,
you bitch is a ho**er an your boyfriend is doubting,
my girl is a Booker an I'm doing the styling,
back in em streets had a knife in my pocket,
co***ne on my locket,the w**d I be smoking,
me an my ni**as we broke all the laws an,
I'm spilling the beans,i don't F**k with the closet,
I'm going all Nike,everything I be doing,
I'm repping my city,my city is cold,
you talk of the future,i watch it unfold,
double on scotch don't be serving no coke,
I'm true on my lines an you true on your lies,
so I threw on your lines,coz you bite when aline,
I got this s**t on a deadlock,yo padlock I break it off,
F**k a bitch then im so gone,so gone then I'm faded,
My picture is blurry,yaL gotta trace it,
I'm eating a berry,yaL gotta pace it,
Coz I'm so tired of being number one,
Yal ni**as racing an I'm having fun,
From day one I been this way,
Get bitch drunk then I leave it on her,
Like I mean like.
