Okay, one, remember, without God, then you ain´t nothin´ Gotta face your problems like a man, can´t let ´em see you run When it´s beef, all the opps retreat, so this beef shit ain´t fun Keep my heat right under my seat, no, I can´t go for nothin´ Alright, two, when did these niggas get tough up out the blue? Football ain´t work for ´em, I guess they tryin´ somethin´ new Don´t ask why I go hard, I always dreamed of stars up in the roof Luhh Dyl a safety hazard, he cause fires up in the booth Okay, three, do your homework ´fore you try to step to me
I´m with Glitch and we behind tint with an AR next to me That nigga ain´t did what I did, how dare you put him next to me Drac´ get wild, it might hit a child, so pick your destiny Okay, four, by the time I count to five, we at your door Like, what you on? If you say it´s smoke, then put it on the floor Okay, six, better not leave without your blick, like keep it close Couple niggas died from doin´ that, so I know how it go Make an eight, then go blow it off for nights that we ain´t ate Know I skipped seven, but, shit, that´s where I´m from, I got away
If I fuck with you, then nine, but if not, ten is what you pay Ever since eleven, I had dreams of rockin´ out the stage Fuck 12, they still got cuz locked up behind the cage Thirteen an hour what dukes made, we was livin´ underpaid We took L´s, but now all is well, I charge it to the game Forth quarter, ball was in my hands, I clutched it for the game (Ah)
Ooh, clutched up for the whole game (Clutch) Clutched up, won the whole game (Clutch) Niggas ain´t got no pape´, ain´t got no rank, they some no names (Fuckin´ lames)
Put lettuce on you, romaine Got chicken-chicken, Rocaine (Chicken-chicken) Before music and GTA, I only played the dope game (You know that) I was taught, be quiet, let that cake talk, frr, frr (Frr) I was taught, be quiet, let them K´s talk, frr, frr (Frr) New Maybach 680 black and white, look like an eight ball (Shit) Hate a strong word, but all you bitch niggas, I hate y´all (I hate ´em) When I´m in the city, where I post is like the Navy base (Know that) Hundred Glocks, eighty Dracs, twenty of ´em fullies, gang (You know that) Knew how to make noodles, but I had to learn to cook the K (Know that)
Trappin´ in the snow, no winter coats, we had on hoodies, gang (You know that) Drivin´ through the O with all these pills to buy some trues and weaks (Trappin´) I come back with more blues than the Bills, that´s why she choosin´ me (She on me) I was hittin´ hoes from Arbor Hills ´cause we ran through the D (We hit ´em mall) Dodged all them cases, all them shells, bitch, I´m too elite (Know that)
All she did was take two shots, now she can´t keep her hands off When you playin´ in the shit I play with, wash your hands off I ain´t lyin´, touched my first ten and broke my mans off
I ain´t lyin´, by the time I count to five, I´ll bet his head off All she did was take two shots, now she can´t keep her hands off When you playin´ in the shit I play with, wash your hands off I ain´t lyin´, touched my first ten and broke my mans off I ain´t lyin´, by the time I count to five, I´ll bet his head off