Ugh
looking around glass
my future is in the past
I'm re-arranging my life
I'm single and now I laugh
All of the moments we had
beginning and just the end
At the end
stealing friends
heard I was on your hit list
Damn
now I'm driving Ferrari fucking random bitches
People saying I made it but I don't feel too different
Wayne told me “Close your eyes
they'll never see your Vision”
So I stay ready to die behind these Biggie lenses
Reinventing all the Audemars/Breguet shit
Just left the hood
word to the 5th Dist
Bout to cop a G to the roof like Diddy
And my city color purple nigga
no ceiling
It take time when you plying on the beat
I kill it
I bet I kill it
Producer witness to see
Bitches standing on they feet
handicap get out your seat
Got that buzz: Lil B
sting a bitch: Ali
Compare tighter rappers
but my songs greater
Just compare me to dope dealers and ball players
Cause I'm a dope ass nigga and I ball player
Never save a hoe
can't even get a Life Saver
We gon fuck out way to the top and fall later
So I'mma fuckin never call her later
Ugh
Skinny nigga got my weight up
Middle finger to my haters
why you chasing?
We ain't racing
Mufucka I'm gone!
Middle finger to my haters
mu-fucka why you hating? I'm gone
I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em
nigga
I'm gone
Leave the beat shit alone
leave the bullshit at home
I'm gone
Even though I'm out of here
nigga gotta keep it real
I'm gone
She fuckin with me
these niggas ain't fuckin with me
Got my mind on my money
my money piling up hundreds
You say you did it
I done it
You old nigga
I'm younger
You fold up under pressure
I'm good straighter then stretchers
Ugh
Bitches pecking my wood: Wood Chuckka Chuckka
Never gave 2 fucks: Double Rubbers
Now your color turn your face to a red Gusher
And your girl stick it to me like a car bumper
Never depended on anyone co-dependent
Kept my thoughts to myself
I don't need opinions
No middle mans
in the middle of my sands
Niggas thing they sweet
they can't even pay their incidentals
I'm detrimental
on any instrumental
I ain't pullin teeth
nigga better hide your pillow
To these rappers to the fucking grizzle
Bad to the bone
Red Zippers
Mike Jizzle
I'm gone
Middle finger to my haters
mu-fucka why you hating? I'm gone
I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em
nigga
I'm gone
Leave the beat shit alone
leave the bullshit at home
I'm gone
Even though I'm out of here
nigga gotta keep it real
I'm gone
Big
Finally Famous in this
I say fuck sleep stayed up
fuck you
pay up
Always got the paycheck
never took a pay cut
Payday'll be worth all the broke nights I stayed up
So in my cup I'm mixing up whatever dreams are made of
Not too many Young G's made of what I am
So I was waiting on a doctor man
patient as I am
I guess the Young D-Boy made it into a man
With girls half-naked around
like we finna land the sand
Red-eyes to Rome and they connecting to France
With some bomb-ass pussy
that bitch came straight from Iran
My jewelry made in Japan
I'm off California drugs
And where I made my money? Nigga all of the above
I could count my inner circle on my hands and my feet
Passing joints long as a branch cause it's family tree
Doing “kush-ups” man cause the Weed too strong
I'm a G 1 what's that muthafucka? That's gone