2 Masters - Official (Radio Edit) Lyrics

I don't want groupies on road
I don't want diamonds and gold
I just want bitches respect
While me and niggas get checks
Is that just too much to ask
I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
I don't want groupies on road
I don't want diamonds and gold
I just want bitches respect
While me and niggas get checks
Is that just too much to ask
I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
No time for the fake shit
That's lame shit
Lane switch foot up on the gas
Take a break bitch
I've been drinking so much and
I ain't ate since
Throwing up bars
Putting pressure on these niggas
They be like what he saying
Too clever for these niggas
Better find you a map
Before addressing me my nigga
Don't be questioning the vision
Lately I've been seeing 20/20
Basically I'm saying bitch
Yeah I can see you looking
Young rookie stepped up
Now I'm the f*cking vet
Sick and a animal like I need a f*cking vet
All this shit is tangible
Better get a f*cking check
Oh and by the way my nigga
Better watch your f*cking neck
I'm out of respect
I'm here to perplex
Human autocorrect
You should approach with a vest
In a league of our own, we've been coaching ourselves
Hitting every mark you can pick up the shells
I don't want groupies on road
I don't want diamonds and gold
I just want bitches respect
While me and niggas get checks
Is that just too much to ask
I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
I don't want groupies on road
I don't want diamonds and gold
I just want bitches respect
While me and niggas get checks
Is that just too much to ask
I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
No time for a enemy
In the room, I'm the centerpiece
Ain't no f*cking with the energy
Gimmie the green light
I hit the road so hard you would think that there was ten of me
Bout time my mind can unlock the gold and unfold that God has put here to blessin' your soul
No I don't mean to put stress on your woes
Can you shut the f*ck up I'm trying to reload
Yo, why the f*ck you here anyway
This can all end any day
All I need is my girl and my kid's motherf*cker
No bitch gets any play
I'm a menace to your conscious
Why your God not responding
Called him three times in a row
Get a hint already motherf*cker
Let's go
I don't want groupies on road
I don't want diamonds and gold
I just want bitches respect
While me and niggas get checks
Is that just too much to ask
I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
I don't want groupies on road
I don't want diamonds and gold
I just want bitches respect
While me and niggas get checks
Is that just too much to ask
I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
No time for the fake shit
No time for the fake shit
No time for a enemy
No time for a enemy
No time for the fake shit
No time for the fake shit
No time for a enemy
No time for a enemy