Lyrics:
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
hit, stick
Then cross her off of my list, list
Bro wanna fight wit his fist, fist
Load up the Glock and I shoot, bitch
She wanna come back like a re-mix
as a tattoo
Whipping this car right by you
Being too late on my curfew
Put dat on god as a taboo
Push u around like a moshpit
Got alot of cash in my wallet
Go
Please don't be afraid
Cuz I'm back at it again
I'm in the mix wit the elixir
I'm always on the run, sorry that I missed ya
Pay attention with yo
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
me I was beautiful that day
Well quite frankly sir
I've been told that my entire life
But hadn't felt it till yesterday
Little by little I found
wearing a wire
Play with paper You'll expire
Don't go by Sir bitch call me Sire
Javon the the CEO I'm the Empire
GVM Billionaire taking us higher
Now we're
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
at the top
(Top) , party at my spot (Spot)
Rottweilers out
(Ah) , gotta secure the lot (Lot)
Fake niggas out
(Bah) , bring the burners out (Bah)
And it's word
around and just hit, Like,
She cute and she fit and she know that the opps be racist like mit,
Put him in the mix, let it mix like spit,
You niggas be
Uber to maneuver suits and Tavis what we do for carrots wip it twice if I have to
A lotta wops A lotta stops
A lotta Bitches and a lot of top
A lotta
you the livest
It's obvious
You already locked but shit no one allowed in
Mine as well top the list
Dark chocolate
Lattes in Thailand
You ain't gotta
the beginning, in the mix been independent
On January 10thn, out the coochie, I was getting it...
Mama gave me a name, so I work to have it framed
On top, Like
my life’s on the line now
Hundred bands but we chasing them M’s times it by ten say it again
Hundred bands but we chasing them M’s times it by ten I
your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old
ten, I'm on the top of the list
I'm number one, you been ten like you wield a fucking Omnitrix
Droppin' bombs, atomic wit
causin' an apocalypse
I won't
match up
They use to laugh and didn't thank fast now they got passed up
I'm in the 4 by 4 model X
I didn't know know it was so fast yeah
The doors go up,
be fooling
In the coupe drop top with the windows up
Yup all black with the tints she don't give a fuck
BB drive and twelve it's ten after twelve
It's
tryna do this shit
But I done did it all
Tunnel vision dreaming
Man you niggas fucking with the boss
I swear I'll make it to the top
Man right before
getting off the 405
Be with this bad bitch, she living in the south
I'm met her at the club with my nigga Gotti
5-3, thick, with a lot of pride
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
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