It's your worst nightmare,
it's my first night here
And this girl right here,
who knows what she knows?
So I'm going through her phone
if she go to the bathroom
And her purse right there,
I don't trust these hoes at all
But that's just the result
of me paying attention
To all these women that think like men
with the same intentions
Talking strippers and and models
that try to gain attention
Even a couple pornstars
that I'm ashamed to mention
But Weezy and Stunna
my only role models
Haffa and Jordan my only role models
That's why I walk around with all this gold on
And every time I run into these niggas,
they want no problems
Bottom sixes and chains,
and some bracelets and rings
All of the little accents that make me a king
I never hear the disses they try
and point out to me
But it's whatever
if somebody won't make it a thing
I'm more concerned with niggas
thinkin' 'bout Christmas in August
Do anything to buy gifts
for they daughters
Get some shake, a brick in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields;
they're making the cookie stretch
I know it so well,
I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I'm working
overnighters right by the motel
Drug money outfit, record clean
Spend it all on me
and my fuckin' team
Matchin' Rollies for real,
matchin' Rovers for real (woo)
Places they say they've been,
we actually going for real (woo)
I'm really killin' shit,
fuck all the jiggy rapping (woo)
I'm going trigger
happy just to see my niggas happy (woo)
Mixtape legend, underground kings
Lookin' for the right way
to do the wrong things (huh)
With my new bitch
that's living in Palm Springs
Young ass nigga, lifelong dreams
They take the greats from the past
and compare us
I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era
In a time where it's recreation
To pull all your skeletons out
the closet like Halloween decorations
I know of all the things
that I hear they be poking fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
Fuck you all, I claim that whenever
I changed rap forever,
the game back together, yeah
YM, I remain that forever
In the same place my brother
Wayne at forever
I'm a descendant of either Marley or Hendrix
I haven't figured it out
'cause my story is far from finished
I'm hearing all of the jokes,
I know that they they push me
I know that showin' emotion
don't ever mean I'm a pussy
Know that I don't make music
for niggas who don't get pussy
So those are the ones
I count on to diss me or overlook me
Lord knows, Lord knows,
I'm heavy, I got my weight up
Roberson boost your rate up,
it's time that somebody paid up
A lot of niggas came up
off a style that I made up
But if all I hear is me,
then who should I be afraid of?
Bought a white Ghost
now shit is gettin' spooky
Very, very scary
like shit you see in the movies
In this bitch,
all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That's why all the real soldiers salute me
I fell in love with with the pen,
started fucking the ink (huh)
The hustle's an art,
I painted what I would think
Still allergic to broke,
prescription straight to the paper
Destined for greatness,
but got a place in Jamaica (woo)
Villa on the water
with the wonderful views (views)
Only fat nigga
in the sauna with Jews (Jews)
Went and got a yacht,
I'm talkin' Carnival cruise
And these niggas talking like hoes,
they mad they not in my shoes
It's the red bottom boss (huh),
came to buy the bar (huh)
Every bi-week, shit,
I'm bound to buy a car (woo)
Murder-cedes Benz
or that bubble double R (woo)
Headlights flicking, looking like a falling star
Everyday them hammers bang,
whippin' yay like Anna Mae (Anna Mae)
I run the gang
but the ladies think I'm running game
(running game)
Mink coats
make your woman wanna fornicate (fornicate)
Rozay and Drake, I'm getting cake,
