[Intro]
Holiday season, aiight
Last real n***a alive
HUM Beats
[Verse]
Who else gon' go get it the right way? (who?)
12 hunnids, flipped a couple baggies, that's a light day (12 hunnid)
Gamble for your life, learn to get light at a dice game (we out)
Shake somethin', ask bet you living, we gon' take somethin' (boom)
100 thousand dollars worth of j**elry on, come take somethin' (100)
We ain't gotta shoot, I see your jaw, I'm tryna break somethin' (real sh**)
I'm the one allah blessed
220 on the dash, let's take a car test
Saks Fifth with the homies, we all fresh (my n***as)
I was crip before I had a rap deal (rolling)
I ain't chasing clout, them n***as don't know how the trap feel (at all)
Any city, stand tall (uh), I'm tryna see my man ball (my n***a)
n***a, you and your man soft, I don't know how that feel (I'm up)
I be wide awake, counting a lot of cake (a lot)
I got a foregin, you got a foreign, f** it, we gotta race (skrt)
Put 'em on a real n***a diet, somethin' she gotta taste
Watching my money grow, play the bungalow, that's my hideaway (I'm up)
10 years ago, I was dreaming (dreaming) that I was touring
Had the ankle Ralph Lauren (hold on), these rap n***as wild boring
They ain't entertaining me (at all)
Behind the Gucci belt is where the stainless be (.45)
You better catch a body if you aim at me (better)
I be where the jackboys, the hustlers and the gansgsters be (my n***as)
Did a couple corporate deals, honestly, ain't no changing me (I'm hood)
Drop 'em in the river, by his ankles where the anchor be
Powder for your b**h face like maybe it's marcellein
'Cause friends turn to foes, got a drip on the pole
n***as know how it go (go)
I do this sh** for my soul (soul)
Told my n***as let's get it (let's get it)
I got some homies that's gon’ shoot 'till you're finished
Nothing personal, this sh** is just business
k** the target and witness (boom)
It ain't no stopping because we started the mission (started)
Look in the sky and I ask god for forgiveness (Inshallah)
I'm with robbers and k**ers (boom)
Clocking in, I do my job and get busy (busy)
You wanna rob me, sh**, you gotta come k** me (k** me)
Sleep with the pound on me (pound)
Nowadays, I'm going up, all these b**hes go down on me
Light work, 60 dub bags, quarter pound on me (12)
Crown on me, I don't claim king, just run the town homie
At the lounge doly, hoodie low, don't need the crowd on me
[Outro]
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