Aye Driss man, come halla at me
I'm a rip your track on time man
Ain't nobody f**in with me
Smoke a big n***a, light him up with the same gat
I frame back, leave him right there on the race track
I'm on the same track, mind state where my frame at
n***a wanna ride but I told him to lay back
I'm a knock his head off, dump it and let off
I'm a pull his cap like takin the tag off
What a n***a want? Money or p**y?
b**h, you already p**y with a lil bit of money
Bulletproof with the rap, you ain't takin it from me
Five s**ers in the hood, give me all of your money
I broke rap n***a, ain't sh** funny
Soon to stay at the top, I be off that dope
Big dope off the boat, still push them notes
Got crack in the soap, pull it out like ropes
You got to sing a note to understand my vibe
I ride up with the tillies with the motherf**in lines
I kinda like this seat cause it's stayin with mine
Pull his head out his a**, don't waste my time
Lookin all over my shoulder while I slang these b**bies
In my hand like controllers, still control it
Thumps in it right there like a moment's notice
Seen b**hes choose up, don't forget who chosin'
I just let them sit back and realize I'm God
I bag the zips up, start to feel like shine
I ain't one of you n***as that's be out here lyin
You fakin like a jail n***a
Telling me still what you did on the outside trail
Real n***as don't snitch man, you just post bail
Don't go to jail cause that's way too stupid
n***as we foolish, teenage cruel
I understand why you spend all your money at j**elers
You phase game, tryna look it out like the soopa
Clinch, I'm on the computer
Got dope stuffed in the computer
Like I'm a mack sitting on the back
Don't trip, two gats
Huh, lay em flat
Base foot n***as, I ain't got time to play
I used to sell buzz pases
You toll guns that was covered in acid
My whole gun still but the scope is plastic
Shoot up in the crows, man I leave it tragic
Lil B
And this illusions of Grandeur Part 2
Ya feel me? I'm talking about
You know, if you ain't f**in with that real sh** man, then f** it
You know man, like n***as going down in history man
If you ain't f**in with history I don't know what you're talkin about
Lil B man, base wood, we keep this sh** lockin to the pen
Yea man, this is base for life
Aye kiss, I see you man, what it do