Primo - I'm sh**tin lyrics

[Pri] [Verse 1] Sharp option in the lyrical mind Invested in that 50 pack xan when i started to grind! I ain't never going down, cause i be going up I stay fancy with my clucks, now my shirt always tucked But I mean what i say and i say what i mean November 22 total 30 to that phein Ice and beer in the cooler,nerds or comouters Buy a bottle later drink up for my shooters! Im affiliated with this sh** yeah im guilty Hell i stay fresh but my money filthy And i remember when i flooded Hillcrest Man these n***as ain't ready i swear we was trapping in the birds nest Hit a n***a with a bat 42 times, keep hitting that b**h till the noise rhymes This is primo yeah im pimp pri And just a reminder n***a f** all the police Tell my b**h when she do my pants watch the crease,but then i remember that i hated fleece! Some things be nice and others ugly Dont remember you, b**h how u know me? Ill get on every track, and follow the format Now money is whats in my forecast Red carpet swagger Sharper than a dagger Counting up the commas, never counting on your comments Its grand manny keeping it 1000, for all them hoes that stay arousing, whoever browsing I came up playin ball but n***a u stay bouncing! Your bars are less ,lets face the facts Isa runnin sh** Man where yo sh** at And leme c yo hands, and take off the hat What i meant to say, is where yo b**h at My n***a osman was sellin dope Got put away ,sent back or both Incase u came back, my n***a we be here, waiting in the nawf! [Isaa] [Verse 2] Before the studio man we was selling dope I was robbing the rich & ate with the poor & once we was eating, our hunger grew more I messed with the bull but ain't ever get the horns Keep me a red flag like im a matador Used to go around just vandalizing Up all night till the sun hits the horizon First day out of jail & saw my aunt, she started crying I test my luck & still nobody Tryna try me I'm dying if I'm lying, on my tongue I'm never biting f** the police, I promote all kinds of violence Don't pull my strings, like a violin You don't want that No chrome, I ain't flashy, black gat Gun semiauto & in the clip it's some hollows Going hard was the only thing that I know Sometimes sit & wonder if in gon make it to tomorrow I try to be patient, till the wait is all over Don't hold doors for hoes, I talk a lot of sh** plus I'm mad vulgar Where I'm from we was taught to get money one way or another As long as you're getting it, it don't matter Everything I do is for me Cuz I grew up with having nothing, nobody tried to help me But the ones who look out are the ones you can't forget about I cause a ruckus when bucking Leave em laying in a puddle, looks like when Moses made the water turn bloody Inside & outside I'm ugly Got stained foam cups cuz my dranks get real muddy Just cuz you out here don't mean you're thuggin You don't know what it's like to risk your freedom for money Or what it's like to be broke & your stomachs just rumbling Every night I stayed out, I made sure that I came back with something Shut the f** up, no excuses, no nothing