[Verse]
Tunnel vision on side clocks
You bozos in my blind spots
Cause I can't see y'all, my level is on sky box
Got the game locked, I'm on top like a shot clock
I can do this sh** on one leg like hop scotch
I be where them cops not
I be where them Glocks pop
Pain got the Glock co*ked put it to your snap box
Shawty make it pop lock
When I'm in that thot box
My dil*o stay hard, yeah I got that rock co*k (OOOUUU)
I say what I wanna say
Dykes got my name in they mouth every other day
Talking on the internet, f** it I'ma sip to that
Cause if I really wanted to, I could put a end to that
M.A. been a threat call me Misses Ghetto [?]
Cold hearted, fly n***a b**hes call me winter fresh
I'm back with my bullsh**
Still in the hood on my hood sh**
Still walk in the corner store buy a wood tip
Still got the P-89 with the full clip, still
Still boughta four chickens from the chinese
Still run up on Mr. Softy for that ice cream
Still looking at a fat a** in them tight jeans
Still I'ma shine on these n***as like a high beam, still
I had a great year though
Thought they could get rid of me but I'm still here tho
Did a lot of interviews, made a couple business moves
So before you judge me, step into my tennis shoes
Record label owner, no college diploma
They know me on the west coast, shot out to Tecoma
South by Southwest concert
I sold out Webster Hall without a sponsor (cause I'm a monster)
Now this year I'm about to go bonkers
Got the city locked from Brooklyn to Yonkers
Made a lot of thousands but still I can count it
Now this checks be bigger than a p[?]
Sleep Walkin' throw 'em in the coffin
The feedback was crazy, real n***as support it
Put it out for free and the streams was enormous
Put it out on ITunes and still peeped up on it
I call that love
I'm what every girl want I call [?]
How you hate but you listening, I call that bug
Save it, you want stuff man I call that dove
When I wanna hit the club I just call that plug
Redlyfe, we a family I call that blood
When they see who the best out I'm that stud
Man, they can't f** with me are they on they d**
Went from spitting bars on that Hot 9 station
Now you hear that henny and some Hoes in rotation
Man, this feeling is amazing
And this freestyle feel like Rap City basement
I remember listening to Fifty (Yo, Fifty)
Now you see me on Thisis50
Out here making big moves
My next plan is a house with 'bout six rooms
With a big backyard I can land on
Somewhere I can call home without a landlord
My life 'bout to be a movie, where the camcord?
Blowing through the money like the [?]
Stacks, rubberbands, [?]
If I was you I would hate me too
And if I wasn't who I am I would play me too
But now I'm here, you stuck with me crazy glue
But isn't that ironic cause I'm crazy too
Saw me on Fox 5 in that Yankee blue
So chill, gold grill, braids two by two
Competition, tell me who is that?
In the bank is where I'm cooling that
Never new to that, I'm true to that
Got ways, where the []
Ghetto fix, where the supper at?
I been Brooklyn, where the shooters at?
They throwing then I'm shooting back
New n***as don't got room for that
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sh**, I would be a fool for that
I got the crown, never loosing that
I beat the p**y 'til it's blue and black
I like a Uber [?]