Everything I do, you bitches got a problem with it Hmm, carry on (Carry on) I take a shit, you got a problem with it Hmm, carry on (Carry on)
Huh, ayy, you make it like it´s about Dude You know it ain´t about that You know what the fuck you did, nigga (Damn) I don´t hate you, you must know Man, I´ma show you how great I am Carry on
For the record, I am Muslim first, where should I begin? I´m a general, I´m one of the men, ABPSN I´m hospitable, respect agreed, but we can not be friends Social media, I´m not promotin´ criminal intent Big spinner, get to business deals when killers get consent Whoever played, I want they family members, I´ma set a trend Bop my head and say "Astaghfirullah, Lord, forgive me for my sins"
F250 drop my Hellcat off and whip up in a Benz (Hmm) Downtown, ninth ward, Alabo and Rocheblave Big chiefs send them things, bread winner, gunner gang New infinity in gunner phase, how we discussin´ things? Timid, nine ward did it, gon´ have another son to raise Niggas started actin´ like big Brasi ain´t the truth out here I done caught a body if a nigga want some proof out here Southside, Baton Rouge, standin´ up on Fran Street Standin´ up on 12th Street, big London package, hand me With Butcher out on Evergreen, standin´ up on Taft Street
Sold dope on Murder street, St. Joseph Abbey Street Crate and Stewart, middle of the drought and he ain´t textin´ me Carolina Street´s applyin´ pressure, you can ask for me Trophy, grey Monte Carlow, hustle ´til my lungs collapse on me Garfield Street, ask Big Boi, charge twenty for a zip of lean B.O.N., I´m a big old nigga with that MAC on me Zap-a-hard, fifteen on, I´m weighin´ a rack a piece They shot me down, broke my bone in half, it ain´t no jackin´ me Hospital every pack, digi scale, dope and them bands on me Shoutout to God, no bodyguard, wore my hat, he had plans for me
I was on my ass doin´ bad and dopeboy had grabbed for me While I blew them stacks, payed him back, and T-Newman grabbed for me Born like my hustle, I must a free agent drafted me Honda Accord with Dreka, move discretely, look with that strap on me Accidentally turned up, Oakland, Cali´, Sac´ on me Fuckin´ with the plug daughter, her mama put that pack on me No five ton, no metal box, I´m comin´ with the stamp on me Leavin´ Hammond with what´s his name? Fleep is spillin´ ack on me Solo, I feel gangster, reason presence in the back of me
Abuelita´s spirit, got the Godmother backin´ me Nigga murdered Mazi and I was gone, that shit had damaged me Bodega bans´ll tell you in New York that I got handlin´ Big Jigga tell you, if I love you, anything you ask of me Breadwinner, brave heart, ain´t trippin´ ´ bout no brave team Stalkin´, tryna choke something, ain´t stickin´ like no Beijing Curbboy Trell, you know these niggas out here hate me Want me to suffer, melt my butter, oven-hot potato, bake me Lil´ killer, listen, you hop in the streets, you know, a lot gon´ change When you a Gates, it´s in your DNA, so you are not gon´ change
Protect your sister, know what you believe, you gotta die this way Once you go to jail, expect your bitch to play a lot of games Even your click respect the way you built, a lot are not the same Never rat, always mind the business, that´s a prouder way You a good friend, remember, you not friendly, you don´t ride the wave Respect yourself and everything around you, we not trying to play He who try, ain´t no doubt about it, divin´ in his face No surrender, no retreat, reply, bitch, you gon´ die today Represent your trial but your actions and your body language
Upright independent feelings movin´ with all types of angels Nine-thousand miles, do ease, where the holy copper stations? Muslim makes salat, this all we got, you take your time with prayin´ Upright, independent, fearless, praises go to my creator Upright, independent, fearless, we havin´ a lot of paper Upright, independent, fearless, even if my body stinkin´