Ground Up

Now you gotta be careful in my town (yeah)

You know I'm the man with my crown up (yeah)

My goons pull your skirt and fuck a clown up (yeah)

We build this empire from the ground up (yeah)

Ground up (ground up), ground up (ground up)

Chopper leave a body looking ground up (ground up)

Ground up (ground up), ground up (ground up)

Chopper leave a body looking ground up

(Ha-Haaeeh!)

Uh, now what?

I got the regulators to mound up

Go ahead and thank us for elevating the town up

That boy 'Kiss is a bastard, you gotta see him

He giving out free caskets and mausoleums

My first tour, I copped work off my per diem

Emotional motherfuckers hurt, that a EM

At least a quarter mill for the V, the for-eign

Some niggas that'll kill you for free just off a DM

Damn shame what they did to his body

You know me, I keep a alibi, slid to the party

Mingle with a couple skeezers, dark caesar, ducardi

To top it off, all white so they know that I'm godly

Yeah, crooked niggas get set straight

When you increase the death rate, it's less hate

Umm, real niggas can relate though

True master of ceremonies, what's the ratio?

Impossible for me to get full off your plate, bro

I ain't tryna make new friends, I'm tryna make dough

And they gon' do what I say so

(Kill kill kill kill kill kill)

That's the Camp Crystal Lake flow

Now you gotta be careful in my town

You know I'm the man with my crown up

My goons pull your skirt and fuck a clown up

(I only fuck with ground up niggas)

We build this empire from the ground up (word)

Ground up, ground up

Chopper leave a body looking ground up

(you gotta be from the mud with this shit)

Ground up, ground up (yeah)

Chopper leave a body looking ground up

Ayo, I built this from the ground up, that's how I found patience

Came up from the mud and that's how you foundation

Don't stop, pop that, that's if you found hatin'

Face down, ass up, that's how you found facin'

No witnesses, that's all that they found, casings

I dipped in Crystal Lake and that's how I found Jason

(Kill kill kill kill kill kill)

That Bentley Bentayga, straight violation

The truck so fire, it came with a dalmation

Hit the lights, cock the ladder, then slide down slow

Them niggas don't want now smoke, they better lie down low

These bars are still flaming, never died down flows

And I know some fire hoes that slide down poles, wow

I'm used to the sirens

I don't jump when I hear shots, I'm used to the firin

I come from the COD but got used to the wirin

I could talk it 'cause I live it, I just use my environments

See these old niggas washed, and I used to admire them

Now they begging for a job but they used to be hiring

Ain't no use of retirin if you still inspirin

She ain't ground up like Cookie

She can't share my empire then, nigga

Now you gotta be careful in my town

You know I'm the man with my crown up

My goons pull your skirt and fuck a clown up

We build this empire from the ground up

Ground up, ground up

Chopper leave a body looking ground up

Ground up, ground up (yeah)

Chopper leave a body looking ground up