INTRO (feat. Smith Kidd)

I think it's time to let them know the kind of shit that we've been on Like I said that it's a go I made my move you're like a pawn I'll go up and catch a flow I like to think like I'm Big Sean I'm not in it for the dough you think like that I want you gone Every song I make I vent oh it's a medicine that helps I give way more than I take but I'm a resident of hell I'm not one to take a break no I'm the type to go rebel Oh I'm up I'm wide awake know I have better shit to tell I've been loading up I'm ready to go crazy on this shit Keep an eye open like Fetty you can hate me I don't miss I just get my bread like Betty give or take that's what it is I've been throwing up confetti every time I make the list I been busy stacking paper coming up who wants it next Bitch I feel just like a Laker put 24 up on my chest I think it's time to meet your maker kick your door while you rest I'm not scared to put in labor I give nothing but my best There were times where I had nothing now I run up every check I had times where I was running bitch I had to go correct There where things that I was numbing I'm the type to resurrect Now I love what I'm becoming oh there's nothing to object Say I stand out guess that shit would mean I'm outstanding I sip Jack I smoke Purp I stopped Xanny's Poked her face til I came Moore than Mandy Can't stand bitches with little titties and fannies Money over bitches for those who can't stand me Slimmed up used to be big like John Candy Used to pin up pictures of bitches in nice panties Til I got a dime piece bitch with a rich family She don't wanna see me at the top moon landing Oh damn he's going in like loose cannons Bruce Campbell evil dead is hard to handle Being dead's gonna be worse if God damns you I plan to tell Satan to advance you Cash and drugs til the man above has banned you Pass the love to another brother who needs it Or go to church cause you believe and seek Jesus I'm the type to load it up and send it out without a trace I'm not scared to cut you off like you should get up out my face You should know they call me craw like I'm the one who set the pace And I feel like I'm John Wall the way I lay up in the chase There was nothing on my plate I had to find a way to eat There was something in the way I had to get up on my feet I was told that I'd be great but there's still things left to complete I'm the the type to demonstrate that you don't need to go retreat I've been calling every shot you know I don't miss when I aim You've been thinking that you're hot but I don't even know your name You should know I run the spot but I don't do this shit for fame And I'm loving what I got I play this shit like it's a game