(Verse 1)
CK Free up up on the beat,that's another murder scene
But I get away so clean, because I am a mystery
The only thing that's facts is the fact that me and yo b**h have history, and I ain't talkin cla**
I'm talkin that a** up in my silk sheets
Okay I'm a nasty n***a but she know that from that start
Because we is both freaks my n***a
And you couldn't keep us apart
But that is okay my n***a cause Ima give that thang right back
Because she may be lookin fine, but I got plenty of more a**
And I will never call one mine, I've been more focused on cash
And love seems like a waste of time
Just like when I used to run track
But look what happened when we built a team
Now I got a ring now I'm on my throne
And me and schmidty Schmidt feeling like kings
I told you I was gonna tell you a little something
So I hope you was listening
Cause all I do is tell true stories
(Verse 2)
Okay they might know me, but they might not know they style
I am very versatile tryna stay here for awhile
Used to kick it with my n***as
Pa** them woods and just free style
No ash tray at the end just a big ol ash pile
But meanwhile I am thinking I should take this sh** serious
Thinkin so hard in the night I am getting delirious
And I don't need no more stress, I feel so damn blessed
Except my chest because these woods got me so congested
I dare a n***a to step up who the next contestant
Please stand up and I will put you in timeout li´l boy
Why you flexin´?
You want to be on this grown sh** , grab your weapon
And I will beat you with my hands or strangle that b**h