IJTMN (feat. Witchitaw Slim & Jay McCants)

Say what you mean and mean what you say I came with the team and I'm leaving the same I told y'all niggas man Ok I just told my niggas we about to make a million Cop a Wraith and peel it Operate the ceiling Conversations different when it's commas for the digits We been goin' for a minute gon' be on it til we get it Ok I just told my niggas we about to get it started Got to blow regardless Eliminate the targets Be centerstage front audience To show them who the hardest is Then steady keep it sparking Rest In Peace to all them I just told my niggas we about to make a milli Want steak that came straight from Philly The cheese, the deli, the Benji Release, release till they feel me I only chase after bank This flow sharp it could make a shank I'm a shark I could never tank Try slaughter my reputation then turn round and conversate Quick way to become a case I kill him no hesitate I did numbers to crack the safe and see hundreds all in my face Bring glory to where I stay We the coldest to rep the state Final notice I just told my niggas we about to make a million Cop a Wraith and peel it Operate the ceiling Conversations different when it's commas for the digits We been goin' for a minute gon' be on it til we get it Ok I just told my niggas fuck the game cause we the best out Hits coming back to back like we Aubrey but they stretched out I wanna check from Spring to Autumn Nigga's bitches keep on calling My future to cop a 'rari If you mad then bitch I'm sorry It's the ghost of the Sweet Jones With a pocket full of stones Been outcasted since them vogues Yo cousin momma's Cadillac doors I'm wicked I must admit I'm listed in all the mentions To be the nigga she feelin A menace to all the state Enlisted to be a killer of niggas who think the chills Of the niggas who think they ill We be killin' it must be fate I'm in the back of the 'lac with them racks honey And them niggas steady worried about they tax money We flex on a bitch and get it back money Middle fingers to your raps how I act money From the player's ball to the office I'm taking names and I'm making coffins A underground king 'til they off me nigga I just told my niggas we about to make a million Cop a Wraith and peel it Operate the ceiling Conversations different when it's commas for the digits We been goin' for a minute gon' be on it til we get it Ok I'm on it like cheese on pizza I taught myself never needed teachers Pockets got Franklins I keep Arithas So I'm watching and waiting cause niggas creeping My obligation is keep on eating Piled up my plate with a decent heaping My poppa made me to be a leader They should properly pay me to speak to people I be walking the pavement chiefin' illegal All in the bank and I reak of diesel High off this dank I could feed a eagle Yea the team dropped a banger and this the sequel Art I create just might need a easel Bass got Big Bang it might be Vegeta Stay with the gang til I meet the reaper And nah we ain't the same but the dream is equal My motto's take it or leave it But don't plan on leaving a thing And I know I make it look easy But you see the shine not the stains, yea I just told my niggas we about to make a million We been goin' for a minute gon' be on til we get it Final notice, if you ain't noticed by now well then it's too late I don't even know if they make droptop Wraiths For real