Letras
Yeah my condolences
I been killing shit
Every time it's me and the mic
I be feenin to fight
Punchlines uppercuts
I be mean wit my right
I be leaning and weaving
They think I started tweaking
Everything I say I really mean it
Back it up to
My life is a movie acting up too
And I'm stacking up through
The ceilings and the roofs
Go so damn hard when I spit I lose a tooth
I'm a beast I'm on the loose
I be geekin off the juice
Tropicana out the bottle mix tequila if she cute
Never had my ego boost i be feeling myself
Never had to call a truce they the ones who need the help
I be gucci by myself but my niggas roll wit me
Get rich or die trying I feel like the old fifty
Never fighting fair if I got my bro wit me
Back to back he already know how it go wit me
I am my brothers keeper I don't play around
One wrong move you be laying the ground
Gotta make sure mama never finding out
Gotta make sure that we good without a doubt I swear
This is what it sounds like when I'm
getting busy on the mix
I be on the grind keeps me out my mind and out of sight
Sometimes I'll be working all day and working through the night
I'm not acting funny I'm just trying to get my paper right
Your favorite rappers hardest bar to you to me is probably light
She let me pipe it doesn't guarantee I let her spend the night
I don't like to fight but evidently that's a part of life
Just watch ya step everything goes left if you ain't acting right
I'm looking for an opportunity to take advantage
I managed to get anything I want without it handed
I'm a savage I do damage
So fly I never landed
I'm a starving artist every beat to me look like a sandwich
Don't you ever think of crossing me
You forcing me to use my hand and I don't use it cautiously
When I ain't thinking morally
You oughta be a little more respectful when you talk me