Letras
I'm just trying to make it home
I've been in a vacant zone
That's a lot of glass around you
Careful where you place your stones
You ain't in my world yet
Who you think you flaming on?
Capo on that third fret
Boy you better change your tone
I'ma sound amazing on
Anything you put behind my voice
I'ma go crazy on
I don't even give myself a choice
I'm a few days beyond
Anything you say you on
I'ma stack my chips 'till everybody at this table gone
Bitch I'm here to set them straight
Tell them boys to set a date
Really I'm in rare form you can get it in several states
DOOM SBs on, Rest In Peace to Metal Face
I'm with Hell'z OWN and we've been rattling heaven's gates
I don't think I'm ever safe, so I stay dangerous
I've been dapping angels up
Shooters keep your flamers tucked
We don't got a word to say if that shit don't pertain to us
She said she's been full of shame and lust
But trying to hang with us (Okay)
I do be looking clean when I'm moving through the scene
Usually with a queen, chewing on Peruvian cuisine
And she's thicker than the plot from any movie that you've seen
I got Ksubi on my jeans and a doobie full of green
I'm just trying to make it stack
Spend a dub, make a rack
Before I spend a dollar I plan out how I'm gonna make it back
Just because your people echo what you say don't make it fact
You just blew your third chance
Ya'll be getting paid to cap
Playing with a handicap
Still got my foot on your neck
I just be stating facts
Ya'll do shit I couldn't respect
You got no shame in that?
Forever I remain in tact
When you talking about the greatest acts
Put my name in that
Fly pretty nigga in the ALD Yankees hat
Paying ya'll in inspiration
One day ya'll gonna pay me back