Everybody claim they real cause they throwing 4s
Well I'm from that walk town and I'm throwing up bows
Don't entertain bullshit can't choose how life goes
Ain't nobody tell me shit this the life that i chose
If come come correct and that's strap wit a pole
Cause if i feel my life in danger then i'm snatching a soul
My ole lady mad at me cause I'm smashing them hoes
Me and big brudda a look good in the back of the rolls
I want a mouth full of diamonds nigga f*ck all that gold
I want my neck to be shiny
Cuban links that a load
A couple of my niggas slimy
They a take off yo noes
When I'm at war I don't and that's just how it goes
Oh he keep picking wit a nigga then he begging for more
But I'll rock his ass just like I'll do at a show
These niggas claim that they real I'm realer
I walked in the club wit my thugs them my niggas
And i got a bitch who don't mind dealing wit ya
She spent 5 years in the army she pop niggas
If that's yo bitch and she gone let me f*ck then I'ma rip her
Don't f*ck wit me cause I won't hesitate to paint a picture
This right here my season it's my time I got a feeling
All eyes on me when i enter the building
It's up wit me i'm in this bitch i'm jumping to ceiling
Tremusik in this bitch you know he quick to clear business
You can't say i can't cause i already did it
You can't say i won't cause i'm already wit it
This ain't what you want man i swear i'm the sickest
You can't find a nigga out there f*cking wit me