Starting Line Up (Intro)

Aye man from now on when y'all mention me make sure y'all mention im the king of this shit Nothing less Finesse gang Aight Check the scoreboard I'm back in the game Fuck a deal I done made me a name I was already lit I ain't force it Man these rap niggas better be cautious Niggas wan war just say that Spin yo block got a g-lock wit 30 in it I got that shit they ain't heard in a minute Beat up the trap got more white then a blizzard Diamonds hit yea drip like a faucet Ima boss fuck a need with a office Tell em 2 Mill a settle the offer No discussion I won't take a order Got 2 sons & a daughter I'm blessed Ain't got time if ain't bout a check My first mill when I touch it invest Ima hustler that shit in my flesh Used to be broke now I got me some paper F&N gotta tach on the laser Know some homies I step with some blazers Watch yo body you know it get dangerous AMAG yeah designer the same shit Heavy on it You know the vibe on that Gang shit Them other niggas we don't hang with Running this shit bitch I'm shaking the room I know envying me I'm just sitting back laughing I'm taking off soon They checking the score I got points on the board apply the pressure they can't make a move Know I'm the king of the court Know I'm finessing my sport I got this rap shit on lock give a fuck what they thought Been having this shit Knowing this shit from the start nigga designer Knowing how im giving it up for my shit Verse two Yeah Uh Fly nigga I fuck yo hoe when you piss her off Big dawg She digging me She like let's fuck and let's play ya song I hit her tonight know I'm gone by the morn I got the top yeah it came with the score She like hold on never done this before Yeah Uh I be killing them niggas they ain't lasting Dropping back all year I'm blasting Rep designer ain't talking no fashion Know finesse getting busy im active Got the ball running point like I'm magic So that's 32 shots out the ratchet Yea im knowing they don't want no static Spin his block put that boy in a casket