Preme - Loaded lyrics

[Verse 1] Both middle fingers to the force I just left [?] in a Porsche And I always chose money over war Still ready for the beef but don't talk to the pork Just a n***a from the way getting paid We been living but I die for the homies any day And they love me from the 6 to the Bay Roll a n***a over in the Rolls if he in the way I'm loaded, racked up loaded Back up n***a, I'm way too frozen [?] bet she love me by the morning A-list b**h but her name ain't important If they buy a brick in my city I import it Shout out my connect but the feds might quote it No 9 to 5 cause that sh** look boring New whip, new b**h and them hoes both foreign Woah, middle fingers to the cops b**h I'm the boss on my block My little bro changed since the day he got shot Bandana [?] now we look like Pac Just trying to make a million with this pen, get my n***as out the pen Build a dozen n***as [?] and I do this sh** again Man I only got brothers, I ain't never had friends Getting dollars with them n***as that ain't never had cents Oh no f** all them [?] All of them b**hes is my b**hes All of my n***as is mobbing [?] f** all them n***as, my n***as is loaded Catch a n***a ride by myself Got the nine on me, I ain't really ridin' by myself I don't need help, I count mine by myself On a mission to the money, that I designed by myself