So he walk down off the pool pit
Say I'm a bad man, they say, "Son of a gun"
So he walk down off the pool pit
Say I'm a bad man, they say, "Son of a gun"
Yeah
Yeah, let me talk my shit
Where do I begin? You niggas should be Onyxs (ay, ay)
Let me talk my shit, where do I begin?
You niggas should be Onyxs
Ain't nobody did it like this
Look around, bitch, let it settle in
This how my niggas that's gone get it in
Bae just took a crack, crazy in the whip
Made this for the guy, huh, go cray
Live and direct, here to break your neck
I don't see a day, won't you stand down?
They just tryna be like us (get low)
We alive
They know it's do-or-die, I'm here to stay alive
Gotta pick a side, niggas want a ride
And, baby, that's why the devil is a lie
Go and look inside, I was fightin' demons, tryna coach mine
Prayin' for the hands to give more time, huh
All I had was prayers on the other side, huh
All I know, my niggas on the frontline, uh
The rest of y'all, I can't give a fuck 'bout
I'ma go, give a fuck about a run time
See y'all niggas actin' different for the cosign
Niggas ain't give a fuck in a long time
Still killin' these niggas and I ain't tired
Turn my bass up, turn the talk down
Turn my shit up, it's still too quiet
This that uptown, when you see the pigs, please yell, "One-time"
It's only one lane, please don't approach mine
On this road, kid, you don't see the road signs?
Fuck niggas like I'm tryna live in exile
A hunnid acres look different when you fly 'round
I need a glass house just for the background
She leavin' for the week, by the lake now
End up feelin' by myself just to get it out
They tryna peep, the message what these niggas 'bout
Ay, shout out the blinds, keep a eye out
Eight blocks, seen your mamas cry they eyes out
Blood spillin' out, genocide e'rywhere that I look around
Uh, like a demon at the sky, how you feel that?
Uh, from the city where they hang you and let you dry out
We with the lies that your speakers, we gon' find out
Now they pacin' 'round the crib, tryna figure out, man
See the ins and out, man, they tryna figure out what this nigga 'bout, shit, let's be brief
Real nigga from the concrete, ass lived up the street
Bitch, I'm him, I had to say for complete, niggas can't see
Can't figure out what the fuck I'm on, so what he rap, niggas clones
Wanted BPs, get the fuck away from me, can't feed, we're too elite
They hop kicks like dyke hos in the street
Wanna just play, tag along, who the fuck put him on?
Speak, we gotta speak
Any time I'm on time for things socially, people are late
And that's why you should only be on time if money's on the line