Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max
Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm
Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin'
'Cause, I don't need 'em
You must be out your rabbid ass mind
When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe
What's the matter, they can't get that hoopty started
Up a fence runnin', cut my fuckin' hand on a barb wire
'Cause, they're never around
That's what I thought so, pussy
When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire
They sit, they see me in the Aston Martin
It started off a robbery, they blew half his face off
Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off
First to let off, last to run, every time it's on
Niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy
Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me
I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya
The D's came through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened
They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought
Queen's nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
I tell niggas to suck my dick
When I'm down, shot and I'm bleedin'
'Cause, they're never around
What?
What, niggas yeah
Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties
I turn a quarter to a half, that's why they mess with me
Get the fuck out my face
'Cause, I don't need 'em
Who said they gonna do somethin' to me
Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga
Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', like now you know that's a lie
A little weed, a little X, a little H, little crack
Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at
Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split
Shit's crazy, just a different day, it's the same shit
They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me
Thought you was fucked
Oh, yeah
I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks
I tell niggas to suck my dick
I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind
Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat
'Cause, you was lettin' paper stack
Nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly
When I'm down, shot and I'm bleedin'
You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta
Get the fuck out my face
