Lyrics
Punching around the clock I really ain't got no time to watch
I'm running this shit like 2015 but I need all the spots
Yea I need all the drops, passcodes I got it locked
Ayy
I was just born with endurance
Balling the fuck is insurance
Always see me with a bad ting like a v12 she Purrring
I ain't lost I learned
Uhhh
All My haters Getting Burnt Up
Catch em playing both sides like Pablo Put em in the furn (Uhh)
I don't do this for tv, look in the mirror and love what I see
Ce la vie, what a life yea I know why they envy me
Pockets they getting obese (uhh)
Feel the shivers in my Fleece (uhh)
Mighta loved you way way back but I Practice what I Preach
Half these rappers turning into white sheets
Other half gossip girls clocking Tea
I'm like fuck let's ball
Lace em up, Put em right under my cleats
Ima touchdown to a first down
Last string to a first round
Mighta chiefed on some keef
But I gotta hit em right where it hurts now
I get the money and go double it back that shit fasho
I'm good with the left just I'm Steph but the right one Blow
A hunnid mill Add a "O" like a bad bitch yea that's goals
Haters tweaked on them perc pills but wait everybody noses
Ima real deal psycho
Prince up in my city but I'm moonwalking like I'm Michael
Yea yea
Yea ima real deal psycho
Yea I got em pissed off Guess these Ni#%as on they Cycle
Yea yea
And ima real deal psycho
I used to think the love was real and found out they never liked you
Yea
And Im the real deal Psycho
Im the real deal Psycho
Yea Ima real deal Psycho
They wanna talk then motherfucker send a M
I'm not ya dog don't wanna skate I'm not ya friend
Cash in cash out Dividends
Only the family motherfucker you ain't in
Oh yea I popped back so many times they thought a nigga was thru