Doing Numbers (feat. Cornaztone)

Doing numbers Doing numbers As I roll up the herb I think back on all of the fuck shit that has occurred The money the hard work The women and their verbs Them numbers always meant more than them words Whether it was about the final score Or how niggas movin' birds Then Squares without the curves Lessons from Mr. Feeny While the devil is conflicting me Mischievous bafoonery Followed by Clownish activity Some how this bottle Has me partaking in this monstrosity I was led by the sheep Became a shepherd For the weak I stand against the elite It's a billion us so what's it gonna be A million streams ain't shit if you ain't real That's just a million bitches that would squeal I just made a million more enemies I made 50 gs and didn't touch one rock With this mask on I look like static shock Chemistry wit it no doc Drip so fierce I got two bitches trailin' me wit 2 mops Chillin wit my grandfather He got something to blow yo fuckin shoes off We'll do more than smash yo fuckin mailbox This whip looking old school like pro keds and tube socks Niggas walk around with they chest out like Joe Young Til they meet the t-rex My Patna did 3 years He can tell you about that pyrex Put away for 10 All I did was marinate My mind had to infiltrate Too many demons I had to regulate Stay to myself niggas wanna perpetrate Niggas actors Lorenz Tate All this business need 2 phones no Kevin Gates I'm doing numbers, doing numbers I'm doing numbers, doing numbers I'm doing numbers, doing numbers I'm doing numbers, doing numbers I promise my nigga It takes one text You could be next So watch who and how you address This Dangerous flex That love that they showing is a hex I' ain't riding solo I ain't worried I know Hotboi he got the tec My circles a few but its the barrier surrounding me The Same people on the side lines The ones that doubted me outed me It's like I held a tail beast 9 tails Freed my soul and grew physically And Returned Them hoes back to the streets I'm collecting my penny Slim nigga no Oscar Proud Shawty playing around She made me aroused I'm on the pharcyde My head in the clouds She can't hop in this car But she can hop on this dick After that don't need no round That bitch know I'm a complete stranger Powerseat bangers Roland gun slangers Swang my dick then I hang her They thought things were kosher I'm the enforcer Putting niggas in order Straight up murder you niggas My accomplice is a destroyer Cause that my dog like a Hoya The Huck Finn to the Sawyer Accomplishments of a lawyer The confidence of a royal blue New Django suit Beat these crackers asses like who's boy are you They came to hang a nigga Like some spoiled fruit Oil shoot flaming and I'm aiming like a rocket ship First one to change the game the name of the Apocalypse Rising like a phoenix to breaking chains of the hostages Tried of the lame we came to save you like a comic strip And everywhere they looking like where did you get the shirt And a shoes so exclusive they use the shit for a purse Fore I knew it they like fuck it somebody get him a nurse Cause his pants so drippy we thought he was given birth Yeah a nigga stay fresh but I'm on the path to enlighten One track two verses without a dash or a hyphen They wasn't half as exciting that's why I had to ignite em Y'all just rapping bout the action this shit is Clash of the Titans I like to ball it's hard to even write when all your lights is off Truck station bathroom I'm weighting shit in widest stall And I ain't making change this the game my nigga as I recall The titans still clashing I turn this bitch into Titan Fall Walking through the prison like this as bad as it gets Till I met my nigga Fox and now we back in this bitch Put us on too many tracks it'll cause an atom to split Young gun and I'm the bullet and we just happen to click Rhymes in a perfect pattern, and lines that'll circle Saturn Got me breaking down the shells like the spine of a turtle shattered We climbing the verbal ladder but living life as a daydream The bullet hit your head like somebody splattered the Bejing And they seem to think that they really ready to play king He try to do me dirty I bet his shirt'll get sprayed clean It may seem that we make illegal money to stay lean Running from the law use the same endurance to chase dreams See the crown in the logo we outta town in the photos Y'all the clowns and the bozos couple rounds in ya Polo Ayokipp is the young goat, nigga Styyle is on go mode We shake the city up watch me turn the town to a snow globe Doing numbers doing numbers Doing number doing numbers Doing numbers in the fast lane