Lil B - Im Goverment lyrics

Yeah, one take n***a Coming straight out the gutta, b**h Real pain from the heart, Lil B How are we similar? Put the dope in the cinema In your face, live like a cinnabon, I'm out b**h I don't need no stripes Every time I fall back, Jesus writes I don't gotta love of s**ers take out small persons Steal purses, whatever that work I want money What your p**y worth, if your p**y work Or you laying off, money ten ways I was laying off Couple s**as in the clique, had to lay em off If I wasn't in a position I would have k**ed them all Aim at cars for the bills Infrared will show you, that my gun talk You n***as all p**y, you just gun talk I don't wanna talk, It's just white chalk I love talking numbers, c**aine summers Got limousines filled with paper I was sleep on the street so the worlds my neighbor Switched up the grind, I switched up to mansions Switched up my game but I kept my shoes on Tied the shoes string around my locker Cars outside, got money dope and problems PO watching, PO piss test I stay in the smoke shops buying that fake piss I'm a live everyday up till I come home Same n***as f**ed with me, they f** my day up So, how I move with this money Drive with this money, got designer money You feel me? Blow up the house Down in Unesco about to front out water Game time, I fell down, came back harder Spent a lot of money, I came back smarter Smallest people, they move the farthest I seen fast people turn into a target Most people making money, they so heartless I'm a fall off and bounce back regardless You can't see yourself how you looking at me You say time is money why you f**ing with me? Because I'm a billion dollars n***as hating on me From the ground up n***as put the game on me Lock me in, put the walls up for me Anybody can be picked up and turn that mac out But who got respect, who honor the trap house? Who made money, who made the crack rock? Check for asbestos, 1960's n***as living with problems asthma coughing up drama Hit a lot of licks that's the one time Can't be faking, this game is full of one times It only take one time to serve the one time Have you on them books with that drum line Put a mack out I'm sendin' punishment I make laws I feel like the government I check traps I feel like I'm publishing I send you yo check b**h, I"m government It's Lil B, Thugged Out Pissed Off