[Hook]
I ride for my n***as, dawg, I ride for my n***as
I slide for my n***as, dawg, I ride for my n***as
(Stay schemin', n***as tryna get at me, dawg)
I ride for my n***as
(Stay schemin', n***as tryna get at me, dawg)
I ride for my n***as
[Verse 1: Guyana]
I've been in a building like an architect
Yeah, ain't got the heart for this
My flow is so marvelous
All these b**hes been targeted
Two door coops when I move around
Acting like I'm moving out
Pull my pants on, yeah
Like a computer mouse
Dumb a** b**hes don't talk to me
Dumb a** b**hes don't talk to me
I can't even rap with this
Like you lost the keys
It's being major or being broke
You dumb hoes
Pretty girl with some red heels
But I'm cut throats
Keep on [?]
Run that b**h like [?]
[?]
Amazing, I take flight
I don't need no cold sign
I hustle on my own time
I'll be on the block
Like I play [?]
Oh my, I lost it
My flow sick, I'm nauseous
Yellow diamonds, be cautious
All my friends's bosses
And I'mma boss too
You're faker than a costume
All my cause all brand new
b**h, your sh** is [?]
Ruin my success
Wait 'till you see what's next
All you haters gonna be
f**ed, s**
I am so intelligent
You were so irrelevant
I'm flyer than a pelican
On top of that, I'm hella rich
I got money on my mind
Money on my hand
I've been thinking to myself
But I never messed the plan
All right, I gotta get it
All right, I gotta get it
Guyana, b**h!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Nisha Rockstarr]
Is the black willow
I say grind it like a [?]
Sleeping on the competition, no pillow
My skin tougher as I'm a dealer
Used to be mutual respect
But now they step on your toes
I go crazy on these b**hes
Like I'm Emily Rose
And I know, fighting for peace is like
f**ing for virginity
That's why I tell my friends
I'm even closer to my enemies
Real eyes, real lies, real lies
So I never trust these guys
They just schemin' on my tights
I'm so fly, never land
And that's why I never plan
I thought we were cool, as it turns out
It's just another fan
If he's acting like a b**h
Then you need another man
Cause these n***as gold diggers
So you can [?]
And I hope you understand, I ain't just
[?]
Cause I ran for my b**hes
[?]
As these things that we do and
They do it so it seems
Cause they're dressed up like a man
But still acting like a queen
[?]
[?]
Selling dreams, selling dreams
But the theme is everything
And what it seems
So keep your eyes open
They're plotting behind your back
And in you face laugh and joking
Put it out in the open if you're real
And if you're not, then what's the deal?
f** it, keep 'em all alive
Cause I'm always just a kid!
I ball hard, I don't even need a rim
I ball hard, I don't even need a rim
They angry because [?]
Man, cause[?]
But I do what I want
While you all do what you can
Catch me [?]
Ku-Klux-Klan with my b**hes
[Hook]