Listen, i came
in the game feet first
Hit the ground runnin,
a hustler til i meet dirt
Gotta be consumption i'm pumpin,
the people need work
Love the niggas frontin i came
from nothin and seen worse
The long- armed khalifa
reachin with each verse
I got that food for your thought,
plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around
the haters'll know,
I'm tame with the flow,
i'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a martin luther,
I preach to the constitution in peace,
But violate it, get that ass an nihilated
I'm on the grind,
money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean,
i'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak,
sweet like one of them now- and- laters
The canon blast your candy ass
if you try and hate it,
I made it, cause i stayed a couple
steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent,
since benji got the bread involved i'm,
Lovin this shit, come fuck with the prince,
I'm leavin heads hollowed like
them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name,
i'm beatin the rap game
Just like nigga huggin the strip
(why?)
Cause that's how a hustler do,
fall back i don't fuck with you,
We make it happen the clappin
know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads,
give you a lump or two
A fool is still, team bring heat like
Once again the
youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel
that this is not bananas?
We earn stripes,
you all hype in that propaganda,
Gats spot, you cats shot,
but not from cameras,
Back glock, cause snap
shots'll stop your plan up ,
Stuck in my ways,
the haze taste like tropicana,
Thinkin the days of way back,
people will say that,
The youngin was gifted sick
when he stayed back
Now the people listenin play back,
i got it made
Obligated to gettin passin
grades and blaze tracks,
You'll be amazed at how
i make units move
Self- made, twelfth grade,
boy i'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where
my goonies move,
(?) can't miss these truck
s with the rims on them
And you can find me speedin,
listenin to big and em,
Fresh outta class with the weed
tucked in my timberlands
(Chorus x2)