Hey yo, I'm on a whole nother level, and my breed is different, I'm eating new characters
Alive, and you tasting delicious, .762s is hitting different when approaching me tripping
That's a one-way trip to the dirt, f*ck a ticket, mop the floor and hide the wet sign
I'm catching you slipping, bitch I rep the best side, cause I'm real pessimistic
Take a good listen, go from high school to the league, hit your mid-section with a 2-4
But this ain't Kobe bean, oughta go and grab my AR so I can split your bean, catch you
Walking down the street and you will get this beam,
Like Ice Cube in 9-1, bitch I'm jacking
For beats, press up at your own risk, you might lay six feet, cause on the mic I'm a vet and to me you a rookie, you spitting candy-ass bars, you a chocolate chip cookie
To me you a lil nigga, and I give you a noogie, I'ma keep stacking my chips, and body counts
I'm a boogie, and I'm a motherf*cking monster, I have zero f*cks given, everything I talk about either I seen it or live it, you a Robin like Pippen, drive my opponents for a livid
Cause my job is lucrative, ask around I'm that nigga, ain't nobody pushing me, especially up
In my city, I always keep that shit around me in case you coming to get me, I'm too fast for
These bullets coming at me, I'm shifty, I'll chop your f*cking head off if you coming to diss me, nigga
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Hey yo, I'm on a whole nother level, and my breed is different, I'm eating new characters
Alive, and you tasting delicious, .762s is hitting different when approaching me tripping
That's a one-way trip to the dirt, f*ck a ticket, mop the floor and hide the wet sign
I'm catching you slipping, bitch I rep the best side, cause I'm real pessimistic
Take a good listen, go from high school to the league, hit your mid-section with a 2-4
But this ain't Kobe bean, oughta go and grab my AR so I can split your bean, catch you
Walking down the street and you will get this beam,
Like Ice Cube in 9-1, bitch I'm jacking
For beats, press up at your own risk, you might lay six feet, cause on the mic I'm a vet and to me you a rookie, you spitting candy-ass bars, you a chocolate chip cookie
To me you a lil nigga, and I give you a noogie, I'ma keep stacking my chips, and body counts
I'm a boogie, and I'm a motherf*cking monster, I have zero f*cks given, everything I talk about either I seen it or live it, you a Robin like Pippen, drive my opponents for a livid
Cause my job is lucrative, ask around I'm that nigga, ain't nobody pushing me, especially up
In my city, I always keep that shit around me in case you coming to get me, I'm too fast for
These bullets coming at me, I'm shifty, I'll chop your f*cking head off if you coming to diss me, nigga
Alive, and you tasting delicious, .762s is hitting different when approaching me tripping
That's a one-way trip to the dirt, f*ck a ticket, mop the floor and hide the wet sign
I'm catching you slipping, bitch I rep the best side, cause I'm real pessimistic
Take a good listen, go from high school to the league, hit your mid-section with a 2-4
But this ain't Kobe bean, oughta go and grab my AR so I can split your bean, catch you
Walking down the street and you will get this beam,
Like Ice Cube in 9-1, bitch I'm jacking
For beats, press up at your own risk, you might lay six feet, cause on the mic I'm a vet and to me you a rookie, you spitting candy-ass bars, you a chocolate chip cookie
To me you a lil nigga, and I give you a noogie, I'ma keep stacking my chips, and body counts
I'm a boogie, and I'm a motherf*cking monster, I have zero f*cks given, everything I talk about either I seen it or live it, you a Robin like Pippen, drive my opponents for a livid
Cause my job is lucrative, ask around I'm that nigga, ain't nobody pushing me, especially up
In my city, I always keep that shit around me in case you coming to get me, I'm too fast for
These bullets coming at me, I'm shifty, I'll chop your f*cking head off if you coming to diss me, nigga
Writer: Gregory Harris Jr
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