The fans takin pictures of me
Can't keep these b****** off me
Police up and down the street, but I'm still spliffin homie
Breeze keep a glicker on em, do a n**** wrong boy
n***** want my head now that my money gettin long boy
More than Just a song boy, thinkin I'm just rappin to you
n***** keep they ratchet, this is real s*** that can happen to you
Come out here and ask em do you, know about the n**** Wiz
Ever heard of rostrum records, know who Kev the hustla is
So b**** act like ya know me
A youngin bro, but my dough stack like I'm grownin
I'm the black steve austin,
I pull up and I stunna
And do just what I wanna, drunk and full of marijuana
Your shine low,
I'm somethin like a high beam, gotta be as high as me, to see things how I see
I don't even drive no more, I let the
Ho's ride me
After I see ID
Ain't goin kelly rob me
I'm just bein honest, bein modest I dun tried bein,
But n***** hate it so I throw it in they faces
Let em get outta line we goin show em to they places
These shots ain't straight up, they come with a couple chasers
And the baddest hoes chase us
I'm runnin to the money,
In the back dime b**** up in my lap gettin blunted
Ya dugg?
The work raw so I'm coppin now for old money
Hustlin since I was born and think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all
About a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that young money like lil wayne
And all this smoke got my eyes on yao ming
Street pharmaceutical, d*** shoot it and shoulder lean
I'm only bout that green, weed, and currency
Ignorant flow, no I never
Show em courtesy
Cause I'm a star too, doin what the stars do, roll em back to back and then I climb to the stars whoa!
Yeah you
Thought the boy was slippin but I wasn't
I connect like the movies get it cheaper by the dozen
Gotta freak with some cousins
They be always on call
Like the wnba them ho's love b****
I got em trained like 1, 2 suck and blow
Ice box cold wrist, wiz roll another
O!
Can't keep these b****** off me
Police up and down the street, but I'm still spliffin homie
Breeze keep a glicker on em, do a n**** wrong boy
n***** want my head now that my money gettin long boy
More than Just a song boy, thinkin I'm just rappin to you
n***** keep they ratchet, this is real s*** that can happen to you
Come out here and ask em do you, know about the n**** Wiz
Ever heard of rostrum records, know who Kev the hustla is
So b**** act like ya know me
A youngin bro, but my dough stack like I'm grownin
I'm the black steve austin,
I pull up and I stunna
And do just what I wanna, drunk and full of marijuana
Your shine low,
I'm somethin like a high beam, gotta be as high as me, to see things how I see
I don't even drive no more, I let the
Ho's ride me
After I see ID
Ain't goin kelly rob me
I'm just bein honest, bein modest I dun tried bein,
But n***** hate it so I throw it in they faces
Let em get outta line we goin show em to they places
These shots ain't straight up, they come with a couple chasers
And the baddest hoes chase us
I'm runnin to the money,
In the back dime b**** up in my lap gettin blunted
Ya dugg?
The work raw so I'm coppin now for old money
Hustlin since I was born and think you gettin old money
Look dummy, see I'm all
About a meal to gain
Youngin off the porch for that young money like lil wayne
And all this smoke got my eyes on yao ming
Street pharmaceutical, d*** shoot it and shoulder lean
I'm only bout that green, weed, and currency
Ignorant flow, no I never
Show em courtesy
Cause I'm a star too, doin what the stars do, roll em back to back and then I climb to the stars whoa!
Yeah you
Thought the boy was slippin but I wasn't
I connect like the movies get it cheaper by the dozen
Gotta freak with some cousins
They be always on call
Like the wnba them ho's love b****
I got em trained like 1, 2 suck and blow
Ice box cold wrist, wiz roll another
O!