2005

Me and my dawg bout to get this shit poppin', twin Checked the itinerary, there's no other options (Rxkz) Keep this shit calm, cool and collected We got up out the 'partments, keep the currency protected Jet Life, goal I set mine, leavin' my friends behind Just to focus on the craft behind this little pen of mine You can say I turned fake or I switched for the cheese And I won't argue with a soul, but just to clarify? I chose me Got tired of bein' asked for, they ask more when you say no They want you keep it basic like cable, but that was back then, and I'm here now They fuckin' with the Luv sound Turnin' my phone off, you gotta find me by a blood hound And I don't smoke nor drink when I'm workin' on these beats I gotta lock in 100 percent, charge it to rent I'm givin' dollars worth of game, and they ain't makin' no sense I realized all you lil' niggas content, swear y'all ain't on shit Them lil' jokes you niggas make when I bring up the music But show love behind closed doors, that shit is confusing I never knew through these years what the fuck I was doin' But I'm here now to spaz, and leave it all out on wax And y'all know who was sayin the shit, let's keep it trill You keep losin', you gon win, shout out to Trell Big bro gas strong, we smokin' a L Blowin' my problems away with each puff just like the snail, Father I went from unknown, now I got offers We was stayin' near Les Jardins, I never saw this From writin' lyrics in second grade, Luv is an author Hit my line in my Instagram, I need me a sponsor I ain't worried bout no nigga in a seven thou' mile radius Ain't worried bout the white man, the TV makin' us From BET to MTV, all the way to the radio 6 o'clock, 103, Greg Street was playin' us Remember those rides to Lawrenceville in 2005 Or maybe like one year later when Lyfe Jennings was fye Tellin' teenagers they comin' into the S.E.X Or hit 'em with the gospel, man it Must Be Nice Let's keep it trill, none of y'all gon slide I keep it G when I rap 'til the day I die They act like they don't know the deal, and I don't know why Foot on the pedal 'til I reach the sky, 'til I reach the sky We droppin' bombs over Baghdad0 Tell them niggas get away from me, them niggas trash trash They better take that energy to someone they can lash at And I don't care about that feature I sent, I'm past that, your stock dropped like Nasdaq Y'all care about the screen too much, my nigga cast that Y'all know I'm always first to the gym, the one that's last back Your bitch need her nails done, I tell her check her Cash App I been ill with the flow, and no strap can mask that Pin it behind they ears, they tryna sack 'em a quarterback Get that get back for the last act and then they double back Before the fest, I cost about five beans and now I double that That's why you'll never hear me on any tape, we'll never run it back Had to get Ju, my brother, and Dott for the project To perfect my vision, I'm tryin' to reach the object To get up out the mud, I really feel I don't gotta option If I want the revenue, I gotta lock in Pardon my french, Luv love no bitch Luv love Benjamins, let me keep it a brick But I would never out one of my bros, I stood on ten And friends never felt shorted, I tied my ends ONE forever, nigga this is your king? Shots flyin' everywhere, we engage then let it ring I been numb to the pain, I've been takin' medicine And stealin' light from you peons, I'm Thomas Edison First verse in about three weeks, I'm back to rippin' shit I see your shorty boppin' her head when I come on, she feelin' it I can fit more words in nowadays, y'all write shorter sentences Y'all don't got what it takes to ever fuck with my deliverance No more am I reachin' out, you bitches gotta come to me Never quit your day job, it get Coyote Ugly Ugly like Rodney Stuckey, this rappin' is fun to me I been snappin' for like five years straight, what more they want from me? Love