Foreclosure

You niggas better count your fingers if I shake your hand

If I be here countin' chilly, I'ma shake you down

I got the cake by pounds, shh, don't make a sound

I'm 'bout to wiggle up on the block, release and rake 'em down

Man, these fakes is foul, I never mistake a smile

I recognize a snake smirk, just a upside frown

I'm Bowflex-ing on niggas, slow stretchin' on bitches

On Bloods, I'm bench pressing the beef and show flexin' these figures

Shout out, my nigga, JT, blood, this pressure is deep

When I hear a Hit-Boy beat, my complex so steep

I don't see beef, one eye opened, I sleep beef

When my protein levels is low, I need beef

I'm a real life soldier, it's hard livin' life sober

My realities got colder when feds opened the folder

A lot of weight on my shoulders, a nigga skeleton scoldin'

I tried to mold her, but the bitch like, "Hot coals," I can't hold her

My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over

I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter

My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over

I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter

I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter

Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantages is shorter

My heart's in foreclosure

Fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-foreclosure

I'm a drug to these bitches, I'm the plug to these niggas

Ain't no love when it comes to snitches, just slugs and ditches

Yeah, I'm in it the for the chilly, I'm in it the for the billies

Really drillin' in the millies, spinnin' bitches to the ceilin'

See, I got high blood pressure, so I'm a high blood presser

In the game high steppin', ain't no more high stressin'

I'm 'bout to reap high blessings, breaking all hot records

Nigga got four dirties, got released high testing

See, I'm a jack of all trades, master of none

Young nigga, don't play with me, I mastered my guns

My son mastered his craft, so we just mashin' your ass

While me and C3 sit back with all the masters and laugh

Suck a duck, dummy dodgin', niggas, fuck you, pay your homage