Music: Gary Lucas
Can't catch me when I'm too damn fast, hey, you can't last
Work too hard just to turn back now
If they don't like me? That's too damn bad
Just don't touch what you can't have
Yeah you can't have
Just 'cause I ****ed don't mean she mine
I toss that b***h with a two-hand pass
I just tied up khaled now I got the keys
Straight from the block I hop out the P's
Joyner got niggas that'll hop out and squeeze
Leave a nigga jumping out his dada Supremes
I gotta breathe
I don't get enough credit b***h shout out to me
Snitch ass b*****s just brought out the D's
Wu-Tang shit I brought out the Bees
Worked too hard to go back to the days where I made just a minimum wage, what's that?
I need head three times a day if not
We ain't on the same page, what's that?
Google ****ing up my net worth
Said I got two three M's to my name, what's that?
Nigga I dun made at least twenty M's b***h better fix that shit, I'm paid, what's that?
This a flex, this ain't a pissing test
**** the disrespect, I gotta interject
I gotta list of weight all on my bench to press
My life been the shit, you niggas been depressed
You either misdirected or you incorrect
I got a Smith & Wesson let it rip your flesh
And let it split your neck until you missin' sections
I'm a evil curse inside a bigger blessing nigga
I don't wanna be in no relationship
Ion need no one playing with my head, what's that?
I made too much money last year
Uncle Sam took half of my bread, what's that?
I know you really want the rarri
But you had to settle for the vet instead, what's that?
Lil b***h stuck in my way, what's that?
Doc said I'm off of my meds, what's that?
I don't even smoke nigga
I feel like smoking today
Back in the days I was nickel and diming
They want my soul but won't give me a diamond
I want it all, Imma dig in your pockets
She wanna **** me to get in my wallet, woah
My rims are clean they be sitting in comet
I'm 'about to count on my commas in private
Our bank account ain't got nothing in common
Your common sense don't make sense with my commas
If you got no cents or no commas don't comment
B***h I'm so wavy, I live on a Island
Nah, scratch that, I'm floating on stars and eating some ramen
I'm not from this world, I got houses on comets, I promise
I been trapping out the mufukin hallway
Niggas ain't learn now they gotta learn the hard way
Empty my clip like John Wayne
Niggas wanna play they must think it's a broadway
Oh you want beef, that's okay
B***h it's a rap that's word up to Chipotle
Lock shit down like probate
In your b***h mouth that's word up to Colgate
I kept the nine up in my momma crib
Was selling nickels and dimes and the Klonopins
I had the juice on my mind, thought I was radames
I kept some niggas in line, they knew what time it is
I can never go back to the times
When I was packagin' tryna get out the back of the projects where my auntie live
Up in the trap or apartments
Couldn't sit back and recline
Cause up in the back of my mind
I knew it was a matter of time before I died
Cyborg
Niggas wonder why I got a different color eye for
My Lord
Terminator Lucas, knock a nigga off his high horse
Sky born
I'm the type of nigga that honest b*****s will lie for
I'm the type of nigga that honest b*****s will die for
I'm the type of drug that a sober b***h will get high for
I don't wanna be in no relationship
Ion need no one playing with my head, what's that?
I made too much money last year
Uncle Sam took half of my bread, what's that?
I know you really want the rarri
But you had to settle for the vet instead, what's that?
Lil b***h stuck in my way, what's that?
Doc said I'm off of my meds, what's that?
Because when I got back and I found out that he'd stolen-
Lies have gotten all of us into so much trouble