Churches and hearse for the d**h They say you're worthless if you ain't working for a check What's n***a purpose around me, ain't no respect Half of them don't even deserve Family First on they neck I'm slick with the words, every verse is a threat Run the floor like a ref plus I'm real good with the Tec Since a young slime, I done stood with the best I'll have you playing your block with your Glock hoodie and vest My whole style is what your piece envy That's why I smile when you talk wild and speak friendly Round tables the label I'm tryna bring with me Only 3 dudes sitting, rest of the seats empty Think pennies, I doubt if it's gonna make dollars UCLA be the only school that I made honors That's the University Corner Of Lennex Ave Where you can come out when three packs and finish last [Chorus] F-F-F-Fast Lane, Mazarati swerving, big chip getting I use to flood the Island with pouches, like you want those? My man Bet is in the front row, with fingers that's longer than Mutumbo I can front O'z, your dun know I k** em with one flow, my lines kinda like when the sun show (whoa) Your boy back on his deen now, meanwhile My bars bout as hard as the P's now I can hand 100 grams to you for 3 thou (thousand) But let them boys snatch it, you better become senile See now, I ain't nothing like them other n***as They style is corny, look at them, that's why the corny n***as I stand in the Grand stunting, taking 100 pictures Like I play in the pros how these hoes be coming with us I'm a heavy hitter, you done heard enough Nothing to prove, I'll take you to school like yellow bus (early) Had a bad batch, so I lose, I'm in a rush Til K told me he'll bring me some dudes with better dust