I got what you need, I got what you want Feel like Percy Miller Slinging out the trunk City got my back, I ain't gotta front Wave 'em side to side We gon let it bump I make 'em say I can't lose a minute on this paper chase I make 'em say I make 'em say Hundred miles and running on this paper chase Yeah, that's my day to day Riding through the city on my lonesome Hundreds, twenties, fifties I can't loan none Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one Riding through the city on my lonesome Hundreds, twenties, fifties I can't loan none Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one Fuck the middle man, I get it hand to hand And I don't compromise for no advance Know some niggas that don't like doing promo But they travel heavy in Mini-vans Hit up Dessy we be talking heavy In the midst of discussing the Business plans Niggas be hating but I can explain it Cause most of really done been a fan I been up and down on that interstate with my interface Trying to get the motion Juggling feature money like i'm flipping weight But ima still say my daily devotion I spit the hottest shit You need it, I got it shit That down South Master P I got the hook up and that 'bout it 'bout it shit Woedie Copy this Niggas they don't know about the work That I put in to get it popping But what can I do I gotta get it cause really ain't no other option That's what I tell my crew I been on fye, working my wrist My price gets a lift whenever I spit I feel like TIP back in '06 What do that mean Bitch, I can't miss Got a gangsta bitch She like Mia X She receive a text and come relieve my stress Got a Roc Nation A&R hitting up Tell Hov I need a feature next Got a slim thang from the NOLA And she take it like she was a soldier Hit it once and she losing composure While we listening to swishers and dosha I got what you need, I got what you want Feel like Percy Miller Slinging out the trunk City got my back, I ain't gotta front Wave 'em side to side We gon let it bump I make 'em say I can't lose a minute on this paper chase I make 'em say I make 'em say Hundred miles and running on this paper chase Yeah, that's my day to day Riding through the city on my lonesome Hundreds, twenties, fifties I can't loan none Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one Riding through the city on my lonesome Hundreds, twenties, fifties I can't loan none Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one