(Intro)
Boogie, wake up, n*gga
Read that, head shots, T that gave me the head not
I know you dead now, I got a dead line
I’m duckin’ FED time, my home doin’ well
That mean he verifyin’, I don’t want every b*tch
But I need every dime, u won’t get it, neva mind
It’s gon’ f*ck you up the second time
I’m strapped at the second line, every time
It only take one second to die
A mignon, be very quiet, just start a riot
NBA jam, you on fire
I work hard and never tire
I roll hard in extra tires
I’m goin’ hard, need extra towels
We both god, need all of ours
Ain’t no IOUs, I dunno them vowels
I think I got the power, I watch too much Powel
One foot in and out of the game
Guess I’mma ball till I find (?) of the game
Till I dodge screen route the game
But fo’ now I’mma wait
I see the real from the fake
Find the snakes when I rake
Tryna build ’em a cave
Boogie, we feelin’ the hate
I’m tryna fill up a safe
Throw a milli in yo face
Eat yo sh*t off yo plate
Throw up a milli in yo face
I had my shot, no wait
I was supposed to be straight
Now I’m doin’ it big
Them musta been fake
I’m way ahead of you n*ggas
It’s a turtle race
Your hoe gotta Murda, Urkle face
If I want it I’m supposed to take
I ain’t supposed to wait
Rap sh*t takin’ too long?
I’m like f*ck it, I’m gon’ score some weight
Man, with this still, no cape, banana clip
08, got yo b*tch on tape like
Goddamn, b*tch, how much di*k you gon’ take?
We taped the whole thang, she did the whole gang
We all got in line and ran a soul train
b*tch, I’m the dope man
I’m dealing cocaine
I’m smoking propane
What’s loud in yo brain?
I luv Parmedazine, mixed with Codeine
Oops, I ain’t mean to hit yo b*tch
I got low aim
I got no strains, I got no shame
I got no thing to do with no lame
Too much traffic, I’m in my own lane
Then I made way for my rider game
Haaa!