Lasagna

Mighty

What's wrong with these niggas, man?

Like, nah, for real, what's wrong with these niggas, man?

They forgot

Man, I had to pop my shit again

Double R's with the Forgi's, that's the type of shit we in

Went legit, 'cause ain't nobody tryna see the streets again

We already beat the streets, ain't tryna beat the streets again (we ain't tryna do that)

I heard the opps was tryna beef again

Knowin' I really got the power to never let 'em speak again

Knowin' that when it come to beef, I only play for keeps and win

And the guys that I be with, well, I ain't gotta speak for them

Wayne said like the G in lasagna, we move in silence

I'm just tryna figure out why these rappers keep talkin' and they ain't rappin'

Fuck goin' on, man?

Uh

I ain't gotta say too much

I'm just laughin' to the bank, they like, "You play too much"

And this full pocket full like they ate too much

Your salary don't flatter me, because I make too much

I'm investin' six figures on these houses

Don't give a fuck about your little rocks, I movin' mountains

Tryna get my acres up, create another way for us

My Mitchell State is real estate, that other shit ain't pay enough

This is fourth base for us, they ain't 'bout to play with us

See a lot of hate, but shit, I don't think they hate enough

But fuck 'em, because regardless, I collect and I protect

Don't think that I won't up this fuckin' Tec without regret

Sometimes you just gotta let shit sink in on niggas, man

You gotta let 'em soak it in, huh?

Uh

Still pullin' hoes, but I ain't interested

Yeah, she kind of thick and shit, put her on the membership

Fuck her then I write her off, sturdy with the penmanship

Niggas out here payin' for the pussy, just admit this shit

Shit, I've been a realest since I came up out the clitoris

Bought my first zip, wonderin' what I could get for this?

Now I'm doin' numbers like arithmetic

I went legit and like the extendo on the grip, I'd rather stick with this

My brother dead, so I've been sayin', "Fuck the streets"

'Cause it ain't nothing in the streets that gave a fuck for me (forreal)

I'm gettin' chicken

Fuck a pig, pork and fuck the beef, I'm gettin' to a billion while I'm livin'

Nigga, fuck you mean?

Ain't 'bout to die for you, niggas, man

Wayne said like the G in lasagna, we move in silence