Damn a lot of niggas done changed on me (Damn they done changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben Frank on me I don´t know why niggas hate on me I gotta move differently, I got a case on me I got ´em hirin´ private investigators on me Sittin´ right outside the crib tryna stake on me Hol´ up, wait on it Mmmmm that´s a Porsche Cayman Hol´ up watch me pull it out the horse stable I remember when we couldn´t afford cable That´s when I knew I had to put in more labor Niggas tryna take me out my vibe, dawg God Tiller, God Tiller, I´m alive, dawg Still I´m on my way to the top, dawg Shout out Punch, Isaiah Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg Shit we doin´ not regular Like Hendrix say, we don´t do regular I´m a beast, I´m a predator
I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et cetera I´ll cop any gun and kill for my daughter I´ll go Rambo for real for my daughter 2015 I made two mil´ for my daughter Now these pussy ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter What the fuck? Post Trap Soul gettin´ back to it No, nigga, this ain´t no trap music Soul, rhythm, blues with a slap to it Watch how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it What is niggas on? Man they trippin´ They want me to put ´em on, that´s my mission Niggas in a rush, niggas don´t listen I´m still tryna get mine, that´s it and done
You was tryna get it, weren´t ya? You was tryna run it through the ceilin´, weren´t ya?
Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in your kidney Whenever I´m your master ain´t no fuckin´ limits All the foreigns came new, ain´t no fuckin´ limit (skrrrt) Play with me, I´ll have a massacre in every city I might drive to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek) Take a nigga order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly) Take a nigga bitch, I wanna fuck her titty (fuck that bitch) Speakin´ too fast, that´s that past tense (sorry, bae) My bitch jewelry wet, cost a Patek She so annoyin´, keep askin´ for some napkins, (woo!) Wipe them bitches up, put ´em in a cup Shake it then taste it, that´s it
Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order what you want (order that) I´m a cash cow, I´m just cashin´ (woo!) I think they put a camera in my pool But it´s on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did) I used to be like Jay Z and ride factories ´Til I found out that you gotta put on Davis (shoes) They scopin´ out my house from a cabin (woo!) I pissed out the window and start laughin´ (ha!) The inside of my spot carry water (ha!) They should change the street name to cactus (damn!) I´m the same Thugger that´ll order ten rooms in your town And don´t sleep in none them bitches, uh We just fuckin´ thots and gettin´ freaky all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they can´t leak none of these pictures, ahh She so bad sometimes I want her features, uh (woo!) All the shit you do old like beepers, uh (woo, woo) All the shit you do old, I see you (I see you) Even all these Crips don´t wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you)
Oh yeah Still tryna get mine Still tryna get mine I´m still tryna get mine Still tryna get mine I´m still tryna get mine They schemin´ on me They still tryna get mine
Oh they still tryna get mine, oh Ayy, ayy, yeah Yeah, oh no Yeah, still tryna get mine Said they still tryna get mine, yeah