Letras
20 hours in atlanta
I might just go fuck up the sheraton
She call me father
Don't treat her like daughter
Cause I got no interest in my kin
She taste like water but no aquafina
Dasani, she keep it wet
I be runnin runnin with a 'Tec
Show you the meaning of get a check
Mama a realist and Pops a Vet
Discipline was the biggest set
Back to the times me and lil bro match
Hunnid, fifties, keep it in the pocket
Can't fit in the wallet cause I let it all stack
Hoes calling, we don't pick up
Hands up, this a stick up
Run me that, this a stick up and
My real killers keep a clip tucked
I got a million reasons and options and choices
To kill all the niggas I hate
If I put money on his head
Then I rather save it and
Take the lil trip on my way
He getting touched like it's tag
Said he It, he a clown
We around his block
Pop where he stay
I feel like yelling cause Ghostface that nigga
That be the reason that should not play
I got a million reasons and options and choices
To kill all the niggas I hate
If I put money on his head
Then I rather save it and
Take the lil trip on my way
He getting touched like it's tag
Said he It, he a clown
We around his block
Pop where he stay
I feel like yelling cause Ghostface that nigga
That be the reason that should not play
Four in the morning, in my zone
My bitch say I'm possessed, that's my omen
I keep it 300 like I'm sosa
Your bitch said it's over then fucked with me closer
I'm outta my head, out my body
My bitch she the best, your bitch sloppy
I'm smoking on Kane, know you see me (That's real!)
Dropped RADIO, everybody turned jimmy
I beef with my bro, Undertaker
But he not my bro, he a hater
They be like "Steph, you always talking bout gang"
Well, I need him to know I ain't playing
Gave him a break for a year, I got anger
I gotta chill, they might use me for evidence
Money on my head like I was a president
I break this shit apart, man like a residence
I'm hesitant
I can't fuck with no bitch who think that
She the shit cause she celibate
I keep smoking this anger away then
I turn on KOD, Cole tell me to meditate
Niggas wanna be Steuwop so bad, they keep jackin me nigga we is not a synonym
I think that's why they copying me cause
When they do the shit that they do, they ain't feeling em
Six in the morning, out my zone and
I ain't been the best, can't control it
She see that I'm stressed so she blow me
She ask if I hate her cause I treat her coldly
I want em gone, hope you know it
They want me gone, shit I'm hoping
Steppin' on niggas, I'm stompin
Talk bout the CREU then we jumpin
20 hours in atlanta
I might just go fuck up the sheraton
She call me father
Don't treat her like daughter
Cause I got no interest in my kin
She taste like water but no aquafina
Dasani, she keep it wet
I be runnin runnin with a 'Tec
Show you the meaning of get a check
Mama a realist and Pops a Vet
Discipline was the biggest set
Back to the times me and lil bro match
Hunnid, fifties, keep it in the pocket
Can't fit in the wallet cause I let it all stack
Hoes calling, we don't pick up
Hands up, this a stick up
Run me that, this a stick up and
My real killers keep a clip tucked
I got a million reasons and options and choices
To kill all the niggas I hate
If I put money on his head
Then I rather save it and
Take the lil trip on my way
He getting touched like it's tag
Said he It, he a clown
We around his block
Pop where he stay
I feel like yelling cause Ghostface that nigga
That be the reason that should not play
I got a million reasons and options and choices
To kill all the niggas I hate
If I put money on his head
Then I rather save it and
Take the lil trip on my way
He getting touched like it's tag
Said he It, he a clown
We around his block
Pop where he stay
I feel like yelling cause Ghostface that nigga
That be the reason that should not play
(Huh)
(Yeah)
(Yeah, mmm, mmm)
(Ain't saying a thing)
(I ain't saying a thing)
(Smokin' on Trill, smokin' on Kane)
(Those are my favorite strains)