Still catching karma for some of the stupid shit that I did
My family gon be straight I don't know about his
Don't test I'm not a pop quiz
And round my way nigga we don't know what clout is
Before I let my dawg crash
You could crash at my crib
Hope they don't get no ideas
They slick and they listening with Cop ears
Green lights cause none of that bullshit
Can't stop here
I'm feeling like I'm top tier
He set up shop
My hittas like to shop lift
Now you then lost your shit because you not swift
Your block move in slow motion dummy
You made one sell
They brought it back
And said your coke was funny
You know la junky spit that shit that have they noses running
Dope heads don't want raw no more
They trying to overdose on something
I just punchlines
I ain't never punch a clock
I ain't never done time, but my big brother in that box
Police got a lot of questions
You gon lock me up or not
Asking shit like where I stay
I just reply above the top
Who writing my checks
I'm not from the projects
But I give it all to my set
Cause they hoping for me
My momma hoping for me
I gotta go one day just take care of Jamocha for me
Damn
My dawg on that X
Had to tell me shake back
He don't know how to act
But he still hoping for me
He want a trophy for me
Yeah I'm worth more than money
But millions getting closer to me
I ain't the type to say I told you
But I told you I was it
My chances was slimmer than Soulja
Now I'm in control of all this shit
Like who trying to start some shit
You know I keep a toilet kit
Aint no fucking warning since
You niggas love to warm the bench
I used to run the block
Came up ain't play a corner since
They just want get on trees and hang around, but I'm not an ornament
I wouldn't let these niggas get to me if they had my coordinates
Ain't nobody starving Chris
I kick that door down storming in
Remember I was starving hit
Now they say you a star and shit
Hopped in a double R
It wasn't mine
So I'm not on my shit
So tell them leave me lone
Every time they try to clone I switch
So they can't lead me on
Nigga just reading me wrong like Floyd I'm pissed
That's a joke cause y'all threats flabbergasting
Chasing pussy with a passion
Y'all niggas act like braxton
Spent the bin and got a rush
I really was rushing to my casket
I don't know you from a can of paint
So we can't link up that's how shit happen
I know I ain't go make it in the streets
That's why I'm rapping
I know these niggas gon hate me cause they spent they whole life trapping
My potnas problematic
They want choppas and a mansion
If they riding like they say they is
We'll see them all in traffic