Matchin' (feat. Benji III)

Fro Bring that shit in... ya (Southside Nue) I want that rose gold sky dweller matching' wit my teef Walkin' in the buildin' i just smile, i don't speak Heard they sendin' shots. I just kill, I don't beef Livin' in my stu, hold that AR in my sleep Ay An whatchu know bouta love like this Cut the check or I'm gon' run yo shit Whatchu talkin? gon' an face that fifth Gotta gain a couple pounds just a live like this Ay Runnin' this game offa jump. Roll up they block an just dump All uh dat music is bunk. Came here to fire, don't give a fuck If you're offended, discard the feelin', cry to yo bitch, it's part of the killin Southside Nue! all the division. Thought we was high? Broke through the ceilin' Ay Now that you feelin' the vibe, we finna take us a ride Down on the Ave. boomin' a trap, all of the hustle came wit the cash I was conditioned to get it, squeezin' a dime outta penny Without all my bros, I couldn't uh did it For those who aint lets pour out some Henny Yeah I been drinking' all night. Fuck how they feelin', aight They will not fuck wit my vibe! Chewin' a tab, takin' the sky Controllin' the time, pushin' the limits Tipping the scale, runnin' the digits Straight outta trenches, survival of fittest I gotta go get it. I said it, I meant it. I want that I want that rose gold sky dweller matching' wit my teef Walkin' in the buildin' i just smile, i don't speak Heard they sendin' shots. I just kill, I don't beef Livin' in my stu, hold that AR in my sleep Ay An whatchu know bouta love like this Cut the check or I'm gon' run yo shit! Whatchu talkin? gon' an face that fifth Gotta gain a couple pounds just a live like this Ay All facts running it back Score board we ran it up Norf side heathen i been Seasoned with the killas boi Pressure on my enemies, never been a dick sucka 40cal. to air you out you dirty mafucka Got the onion offa trigga, copped the scates from the corner store Pissin off the city wit the ditch cause i needed mo Gamble wit my life if its freedom what they hitting fo Duck and dodge the law by default know I'm bound to tote That neighborhood package nigga I'm taxing fuck is you asking me I gotta muscle I gotta hustle stretch it like athletes That slug in ya ear I came wit no fears it aint no harassing me That tab in my fist came with yo bitch I'm rockin her fast asleep Respect, love, and trust always something to be earned Niggas stained on shirt I guess it's something they aint learn Keep a seal on my mouth thinking as-salamu alaykum Thats what's coming with these games if you ever choose to play 'em