Letras
Never stop
That's on Malik, none of these niggas in my way
Me without this guap is like Jodeci no Devante
Look, I'm Eddie Murphy in Boomerang, you're strange
Lemonade niggas is sweet, shout out Beyonce
Hopped out on two fifth, blunt lit and some new kicks
It was me and Beans, probably listening to Beans
That's when Bands called me, had a youngin trying to get grams off me
I'm at you early like I paid for coffee
I got the city shaking, with no hits nigga I'm milli chasing
Shout out to 2 Milli, Sin City, we been playing
Why don't we fall in love? That's what your wifey said
I love hammers and pussy plus I'm a Nike head
I make 'em wonder, no wonder they tryna slice my bread
They kicked in my pops door, since then I ain't liked the feds
Haitian and Dominican, a wild mix
I'm auditioning for movies, Louis brown kicks
They killed Deezy in Philly, I was just with him
Malik took a part of me with him, never forget him
Niggas thanking me, I'm real and the game need it
There's not a minute that go past that I ain't weeded
200 On the dash, so fast feel like I'm tweaking
Never speaking on crimes that I committed
I was born with it, these niggas quickly forget it
Imagine if I took it serious as them
Lost my closest, not too many serious as him
I've been getting money, wasn't as curious as them
I was breaking night, every night, now I'm taking flights
Scraping white, off a pot, trying to make it right
Amerie, she was my favorite in my Avirex
I hate to see, real niggas that never made it yet
I hate to see, soft niggas that be making threats
Make believe, fairy tale, Tinker Bell
I guess these bars come naturally 'cause I seen a cell
Seen the jail, no detective ever seen me tell
They telling me I'm all that, something like Kenan & Kel
I'm rocking Bathing Ape but my shit from Japan
Moving militant since Eminem was rapping 'bout Stan
Shouts to T.I., he wanted to bring me out
Niggas shot up Irving Plaza, we was speeding out
That's that New York shit, nothing to think about
I'm right back to the lab, blowing the speakers out
Backwood full of grass, blowing this reefer out
Plug on my mother's mother's side, I never seen a drought
I just wanna smoke every day
Reminiscing on them times I was broke every day
Me and my young boy bag coke every day
You acting like you don't want this cake, you Annie Mae
Why don't we fall in love?
It's so many reasons
It's the only thing that matters to me