Letras
Okay uh
Ok yea
Go go go
Okay Go
Niggas talking shit but they don't be with shit
My buzzin leave you bloody he was in that beamer beaming shit
Bitch I'm cooking up I'm getting chicken like I seasoned it
Run it through the roof
Money Attic
On some feening shit
I be peeping shit like what's the reason
But I see the shit
Need no explanation I just do me be more secretive
Member all them times when I felt like I couldn't keep a bitch
I was quick to leave a bitch
She ain't for me then she was meaningless
I was so fucked up them niggas slept on me like moon rocks
Slept on me like Wockhardt
Ain't think I could do none
I was down so bad and I got stepped on like some Tube socks
Stepped on like some walk art
No sirens I hear blues coming
Played the game so many years that I know all the rules of it
Ain't no Call of Duty had them sticks and had to move some
Give a fuck who like this shit or not because my boo love it
Better do your homework on me Doc is not your school buddy
Free lil bro up out the jam he took off from the law again
Shawty felt the wave I'm falling in I'm on her wall again
When I ain't had no money I still felt like I was ballin then
But niggas had that fire like calling out and never calling in
Shit get wicked like Paranormal Activity
See guns he the first bitch to run like he Hillary
I was in the cold it turned me cold it had me shivering
Military accuracy
Nah but literally
Grew up in the streets and you could see what that shit did to me
Turn me to a beast
I watch my back like watching kids for free
I got this one question
& that's something you could riddle me
Did you know that Young Doc he was Major since the little league huh
Cash checks bring the bank teller fat checks
Shorty seen the dick she bounced that ass like bad checks
All my old hoes they got assisted pass left