I got the eyes of a lion, a heart of a cat I gotta watch my every step, I don't trust you niggers You say you do this, but who you nigger? Last time I see you, you would screw you niggers Now you all on my dick cause I got rap money Don't think I won't put it up, next to your money You really got a problem, talking death making niggers bleed Like biggy small Niggers wanna stick me for my paper Man, run upon a bitch and put a He thought lil' b was a sucker
Until he seen the killers that's behind Him man it's nothing Call him body Bitch I'm fucking driving and I'm aiming guns at you Since you ain't scared of a man how You put my life in your hands I never play dirty cause them niggers die Used to hate on me, now I look him in the eyes Send him a trip in the sky
All you do is lie like a 745, you got the whole body I cop the maserati, riding through the hood I'm seeing everybody Niggers don't love me, that's life when you famous I ain't even hurt Pretend I never heard a nigger saying lil' b faking Never heard them saying that I was a sucker Never been a snitch, never been an undercover
Fuck being this, that dope feed mental Niggers never rock, fuck them niggers it's simple Easy money get you fucked over with taxes Uncle sam will put you down he laughing Cause you stupid niggers pay to be in jail I'd rather be on earth than ride out no bail I'd rather work hard to be sitting in the sale
Talking about you found guy you burning up in hell We make mistakes, I remain positive, things catch up Watch how you move, please slow down It's enough love and money to go around, I guarantee Basedgod velli
Compositor: Brandon Christopher Mccartney ECAD: Obra #47533239