Letras
Sleet, rain, or shine, don't speak pain or whine
Complaints are only raised from the weak change my mind
I would replay my life just to make it this far
You gotta really live my lines just to make them this hard
I want a red whip with caramel seats, my candy apple
A tinted black truck so I can creep around the apple
A sticky green drop to take the top off a snapple
And a white whip so I can show my niggas how I snap
Crackle pop shit, thuggin' on my Pac shit
Shorty jumped on my dick, I threw her on the block list
Niggas talkin' top five, tell them change the topic
Y'all ain't heard A Boogie 'less, you niggas bumpin' my shit
Put a G-Lock on the back door, shorty body milk, you niggas lactose
Ran off on the plug, you niggas lack code, I spit back-to-back dope
Can't recall a time I had the trap slow
I just keep it pumpin' fiends is runnin' off that crack flow
Can't stop, won't stop, nah that's too familiar
Tryna rewrite the phrase that you ain't no one 'til they kill you
See, Hec gon' put it on, I'm tryna bring up my familia
And you been a nobody, that won't change when I kill you
Watch that body drop, this ain't slap boxin, ain't no body shots
Aimin' for the head, I'll be the honcho that you probably not
You lost control, the big dog turned to Paw Patrol
Now niggas all alone, but their reunions happen all below
I've been to hell and back, that shit ain't too deep
I see halos in the sky like I'm Angel Reese
Power comes in the breeze, that shit ain't unique
And the heat on me will scramble all that hate you keep
I told you boys it's Hec, I doubled up my bet
Cylinder keep spinnin, pull the trigger, play roulette
Bezels I collect, Rolex comin' next
The rotors on the citizen, too loud, I need some quiet on the set
There ain't no script to it, I'm just hip to it
I throw my album on and she gon' suck my dick to it
Money, I just get to it, burn through it like jet fluid
God gave me this life because he knew that I could get through it