| Started with a plan nigga
|
| So what you really sayin' nigga
|
| Nigga execute
|
| Say that you the man nigga
|
| Make 'em understand nigga
|
| Whatchu wan' do?
|
| Couple hundred grams nigga
|
| Potent like the shit that you been smokin' you can smell the truth
|
| This shit in demand nigga
|
| Motivation for your mind and your body, aim, fire and shoot
|
| What the, fuck are, you, wait waitin' for, waitin' for
|
| Get the, fuck off, yo' ass, and do somethin', nigga do somethin'
|
| No time for showtime this is for real
|
| Go for mine 'cause all I know is to kill (kill)
|
| Who really want it with me yo (yo)
|
| This shit a real life movie it ain’t a video (nah nah nah)
|
| You wasn’t built for this shit, you wasn’t ready for it
|
| You wouldn’t kill for this shit, you rather pay for it
|
| You don’t be takin' it serious, you just play boy
|
| What the fuck you want, who was here forget
|
| What the, fuck are, you, wait waitin' for, waitin' for
|
| Get the, fuck off, yo' ass, and do somethin', nigga do somethin'
|
| And when the sun goes down (down down down down down)
|
| You might get lost (lost lost lost lost lost)
|
| Nigga when in doubt (doubt doubt doubt doubt doubt)
|
| Say fuck it and black out (out out out out out)
|
| Preachin', to the, choir
|
| Guitar, playin', Nirvana
|
| Wylin, midnight, why not?
|
| Children, sit down, learn some
|
| Inhale one time
|
| Relax your mind
|
| Real nigga like me
|
| So hard to find
|
| Y’all don’t know how to work
|
| Y’all don’t know how to grind
|
| Y’all some lazy mothafuckers
|
| Reason why you never shine
|
| Talkin' shit that bitch look just like a Monchhichi
|
| Bitch don’t judge take a look at yourself before you look at me
|
| Mirrors are made to reflect your insecurities
|
| 4 grams rolled in the 'wood now you don’t worry me
|
| No you don’t worry me
|
| Appeasin' another mothafucker naw I never be
|
| I realize I never please everybody
|
| This ain’t a deposition why you lie to me
|
| Why a nigga actin' like I really give a fuck, roll up
|
| Shit cold like the middle of the winter
|
| Kick it for a minute nigga can I
|
| Bitch I do it B-I-G like P-U-N
|
| My P-E-N it shits on them
|
| While they detest
|
| No stress at all, naw
|
| Tell them niggas not to get involved, naw
|
| In the kennel with my sinister, dogs
|
| Got no love for the other side, all
|
| All my life you could never do the shit I do
|
| Weak niggas fold they don’t turn to diamonds
|
| Obsessed with patience, aware of timin'
|
| My shit perfect, and your shit flawed
|
| Nice to meet ya, praise the lord
|
| The tabernacle, thank Allah
|
| My shit together, I’ll never fall
|
| Middle finger, fuck 'em all
|
| Now put that in your pipe and smoke it |