Mortons

Look

Niggas ain't even

Wanna pipe up

I don't even really

Give a slight fuck

If I got the shots loaded

Then I'm aiming at you

The night is still young

What you planning to do

Shorty lit off the clout

And she ran with it too

Everybody know her

Now she planning to move

When my back's

Against the wall

I'm like Rambo I shoot

Girl that pussy

Looking good

I'ma spazz on it too

Look I ain't take her serious

She loose

Shorty looking real mad

And she sitting in my coupe

And she know

I own a Stu

She tryna get up

In the booth

Trying to get real close

'Cause she trying to steal my loops

(What)

Aye aye

I'm on that star shit

Niggas that go

Hard in the paint

I go to war with

If the game's on the line

Bitch I'm not the one to forfeit

Now we getting

Money on the road

On that tour shit I don't make decisions

Without my family

If I turn my back on my brother

Right there that's the death of me

Don't give a fuck about a hater

Because all them to the left of me

I aint tooting my own horn

But the top is my destiny

If you wanna win

I got the recipe

Today I go the hardest

That's the best of me

I'm looking like a dog

On that pedigree

(Ah whoo)

One of one

Best believe

No replacing me

I see they looking

For a show

They have to wait and see

I'm from the bottom

I remember I had

To rake the leaves

I'm like a captain