Pop My Shit

I gotta pop my shit, I gotta say sum, I gotta speak to em I gotta walk like this, I gotta do it to em, I gotta be sum, I gotta get my ends Can't no nigga stop me, keep no fake around me, I gotta pop my shit I gotta pop my shit, I can't slip up, gotta get in bruh, I gotta drop my hits The reason why I get up, gotta get this income, I gotta be like this The only way that I know, tunnel vision on my road, I gotta pop my shit Hop in the Sentra and let my life take me to a place where my blessings delivered Cool headed temper, may have me trip someday but I'm never yelling timber I'm in the kitchen for my dinner, need a fat slice of the pie I ain't tryna have no thin crust Fighting like Simba, start on the first of the year Keep it grinding till December Get on the beat something like sign language You can see when I'm saying my peace Always moving my feet Surrounded by packs of wolves and them boys is coming to eat And they looking at me But there's more than a bark to this dog so I'm out here gritting my teeth Yea they think it's a feast But I hope you brought your lunch because nobody eating for free Sticks and stones may break my bones but first them stones gotta hit Christmas time, must've hit the naughty list But I'm seeing how I'm spitting now I think I got a gift I need to be in the game, can't plan to win if I'm out here riding on the bench Treat it like fossils, got a bone I gotta pick I seen this life, it's a lot I gotta get I gotta pop my shit, I gotta say sum, I gotta speak to em I gotta walk like this, I gotta do it to em, I gotta be sum, I gotta get my ends Can't no nigga stop me, keep no fake around me, I gotta pop my shit I gotta pop my shit, I can't slip up, gotta get in bruh, I gotta drop my hits The reason why I get up, gotta get this income, I gotta be like this The only way that I know, tunnel vision on my road, I gotta pop my shit I gotta taste for this life now Put myself on a pedestal and I ain't bout to climb down Can't close my eyes now I can sleep when I die so I'm making the most out of right now Welcome to my town where the guns make music I'm just pushing out my sound Shooting with no fouls, niggas dying every day Birthdays is becoming countdowns I can't let no nigga walk over me like I'm some mat on the ground In the water with the sharks, I'm kicking my feet I'm trying my best not to drown Keeping my head above water, go dumb on these niggas, every day I get smarter And I'm still going harder, poster child for the grind like Wayne on the Carters Stay in my lane, even when I get to the top, never can I switch on the gang Till they screaming my name Need to be at the top of the leaderboard if I'm playing the game Fuck with a nigga, don't fuck with a nigga, won't change a single thing bout me All about my letters, tryna stack my M's as far as the eye can see, I'm G I gotta pop my shit, I gotta say sum, I gotta speak to em I gotta walk like this, I gotta do it to em, I gotta be sum, I gotta get my ends Can't no nigga stop me, keep no fake around me, I gotta pop my shit I gotta pop my shit, I can't slip up, gotta get in bruh, I gotta drop my hits The reason why I get up, gotta get this income, I gotta be like this The only way that I know, tunnel vision on my road, I gotta pop my shit