Paris Bueller - Involved lyrics

[Intro: Lil Jay] k**in n***as with my reputation I be money chasing Travel state to state like im immigration How I be gettin cake Smoking on the power, you smokin on some shafe With a bad b**h and she giving face in my STR8 Morton Grove, sip it by the 8 Couple xans got a n***a feelin straight I get so much cake I swear... [Verse 1: Lil Jay] This for all them goofy a** n***as Who talkin like they a** want war We strapped like the army and navy I swear to God you don't want war My team yea we ball like a sport Catch him, im swipping and crackin them cards Doing a hit and we march We do not shoot out of cars Get hit in your head, in your heart Get k**ed with your kin, load his hearse My n***as we show no remorse And you don't know when sh** coming You can get caught right off guard DOA on the scene, because them hollows hit him hard And b**h i'm Clout Lord In these streets you know I get involved... k**in n***as with my reputation I be money chasing Travel state to state like im immigration How I be gettin cake Smoking on the power, you smokin on some shafe With a bad b**h and she giving face in my STR8 Morton Grove, sip it by the 8 Couple xans got a n***a feelin straight I get so much cake I swear he can't relate If I catch a case, my lawyer beat the case I be out the next day back to gettin cake A n***a want war and I know where you stay You can die today Bullets penetrate Your body levitate Your soul discriminate k** em all, I don't discriminate Sneak dissin, I do not tolerate Let my pistol speak, f** the twitter beef f** n***a, I swear to God we can meet face to face in these streets I hope you got yours cuz you know I got 33 No Scottie Pippen, do you like ODee I got n***as that's GD and I got n***as that's BD We all WTO, opps some vegetarians dont want beef When trouble come I swear the opps they foldin like some sheets n***a thinkin bout k**in me? p**y, catch me in the f**ing streets [Outro: Lil Jay] This for all them goofy a** n***as Who talkin like they a** want war We strapped like the army and navy I swear to God you don't want war My team yea we ball like a sport Catch him, im swipping and crackin them cards Doing a hit and we march We do not shoot out of cars Get hit in your head, in your heart Get k**ed with your kin, load his hearse My n***as we show no remorse And you don't know when sh** coming You can get caught right off guard DOA on the scene, because them hollows hit him hard And b**h i'm Clout Lord In these streets you know I get involved...