I started thinking you would never get the picture
I been telling you everything since age eleven, what’s the issue?
All I wanted was some custom AR’s
Isotoners, marijuana, and a custom-made car (thank god)
A bad bitch to kiss the scars (thank god)
Mad friction, inhibitions missing — smart
I beg my niggas in the trenches live large (thank god)
I beg you don’t forget the kid, god (thank god)
I think of the scene
I’m shaking them folks and I’m touching this paper
Them niggas start beefing with us so we lockin' and loadin' and fuckin' with
lasers
I’ve been on my deen, I bet if I open this cunt with the razor
I know where I’m from and I’m focused on letting them know that it’s nothing to
play with
I’m bringing my team, bringing my people who blow us up on the pavement
Niggas old enough, so what’s another arraignment?
Just give me my dough and lump sums, fuck an arrangement
Picture me rollin' up, tough, don’t fuck with no wankstas
Respect should be measured with gloves, the drug dangerous
The muhfuckin' judge want to hang us
Respect where respect due and disrespect where it ain’t then
I started thinking you would never get the picture
I been telling you everything since age eleven, what’s the issue?
All I wanted was some custom AR’s
Isotoners, marijuana, and a custom-made car (thank god)
A bad bitch to kiss the scars (thank god)
Mad friction, inhibitions missing — smart
I beg my niggas in the trenches live large (thank god)
I beg you don’t forget the kid, god (thank god)
The marble bread was by the cheese
And the mustard broke up the sandwich
Just wanted to see if you could fuck with us on the same tip
You hustle and eat with one another, fuck on the same bitch
Something you speakin' on the struggle, fuck all the lame shit
I’m 'bout to reach another level, I can taste it
(Hmm) it tastes like grapes and
Pull out the whole entire Hennessy 8 for fake shit
I know some niggas got deported off a statement
(So you tellin' me Haitians tell on other Haitians?)
Them niggas fakin'
I know some niggas got recorded off a wavelength
My cousin Jay and my cousin Dede
My cousin Delo and my cousin Stevie, wheelie
Yo? (Haitian Creole)
And if she really really a queen then she gon' watch what a king say
It’s feds on the corner in that ride with the stingray