[BiC Fizzle] I ain´t have shit to my name to the first or the third
Middle o´clock, tryna catch me a syrup To be factorial that shit for the birds I´ma die ´bout respect, is you slidin´ ´bout yours? Chicago feet, I´m straight from the city You wanna come get it? I got it, it´s yours Promethazine just to help my nerves I´m doin´ good, say, "Fuck what you heard" (Fuck what you heard) Time on the clock don´t stop for no one Standin´ on ten, want one? I don´t want one He think I´m pussy, make me have to show one He ain´t gon´ shoot with that .40, he show gun
[BiC Fizzle] I´m with them killers, make me havе to send ´em I roll with them sinnеrs, I know they´ll take somethin´
I want the hundreds and money since day one Lay where you play, your soul I´ll take one How they gon´ hate on me? Noodles and crackles, I´m straight from the street Breakin´ at houses, flippin´ them couches Can´t find the money, we take your TVs Ain´t have a dime on my wallet So close to nothin´, this shit that the D-boy taught me I´m sippin´ Wocky like coffee, no coughin´ Fuck nigga play, he get put in a coffin I want that money, let´s skip all the talkin´ Different, them days me and Loco was walkin´ Late night stop with the motion on cars Don´t stop ´til I´m up and whole team bosses It´s gamblin´, takin´ no losses Too many crosses, you makin´ me cross
Catch up soul, I´m steppin´ with caution Play with that K, I´ma step if you drop (I´ma step if you drop) I´m out in public, kept shit in my pockets From nothin´ to somethin´, shadow like a rocket I got the key to the hood like a locket Still post on the block like I´m young as some jockeys Pop out, chain on frost, they watchin´ We do it once and they copy it and jock it Run up a check, got a reasion to flex Used to rap for the free, now they pay me to pop it If you play with the check, gotta move a lil´ smarter Punchin´ on shit like my name Vince Carter Water in hard, all the snakes out the garden The only way, I´ma keep goin´ up farther
She wanna fuck, I´ma charge her I watch money get larger and larger Run up a check ´til my soul departure Graduate up the trenches, I´ll make it the Harvard
[BiC Fizzle] I ain´t have shit to my name to the first or the third Middle o´clock, tryna catch me a syrup To be factorial that shit for the birds I´ma die ´bout respect, is you slidin´ ´bout yours? Chicago feet, I´m straight from the city You wanna come get it? I got it, it´s yours Promethazine just to help my nerves I´m doin´ good, say, "Fuck what you heard" (Fuck what you heard)
Time on the clock don´t stop for no one Standin´ on ten, want one? I don´t want one He think I´m pussy, make me have to show one He ain´t gon´ shoot with that .40, he show gun
[Big Scarr] Uh (Woah), yeah, look at my ice, you can tell that I´m on one That nigga bitch, you can tell he ain´t on nothin´ Hop in the ´Cat and burn out, do a donut (Burn out, do a donut) Used to post on the block sellin´ dope ´til the sun out ´Member them days prayin´ to God for a come up Now it´s ice on my wrist and I´m thumbin´ through commas Just got a call from the ones, it said, "Boy, you a stunna
You get this shit from your mama" My brother just see me in Texas, said he know that I´m tired He love me, just gotta keep goin´ Money, it´s good, need to wet, heal the pain Who can I call? My bae against the grain It´s crazy ´cause when it get down, I kept runnin´ from tricks But they know they can call on my name Fuck all my haters, I know that they watchin´ All on my page, yeah, I know that they copyin´ Only sit back, keep stackin´ the profit Can´t no nigga pop it the way that I pop it
[BiC Fizzle] I ain´t have shit to my name to the first or the third Middle o´clock, tryna catch me a syrup
To be factorial that shit for the birds I´ma die ´bout respect, is you slidin´ ´bout yours? Chicago feet, I´m straight from the city You wanna come get it? I got it, it´s yours Promethazine just to help my nerves I´m doin´ good, say, "Fuck what you heard" (Fuck what you heard) Time on the clock don´t stop for no one Standin´ on ten, want one? I don´t want one He think I´m pussy, make me have to show one He ain´t gon´ shoot with that .40, he show gun I ain´t have shit to my name to the first or the third Middle o´clock, tryna catch me a syrup To be factorial that shit for the birds I´ma die ´bout respect, is you slidin´ ´bout yours?
Chicago feet, I´m straight from the city You wanna come get it? I got it, it´s yours Promethazine just to help my nerves I´m doin´ good, say, "Fuck what you heard" (Fuck what you heard) Time on the clock don´t stop for no one Standin´ on ten, want one? I don´t want one He think I´m pussy, make me have to show one He ain´t gon´ shoot with that .40, he show gun