[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]
Would you rather not think a lot or rather over think
Well I think a lot, bad b**hes all I got
Yup you 3 right there come here let me hold my thots
I'm from where the a** and the gun clap
I'm bouta run rap, b**hes tryna run game
f** that, when you that n***a all these b**hes gon run back
n***as still on my dick tryna find they b**h so they called us
And I don't hear that [?] motherf**a I be caught on my tour bus
f** n***a, better tell that new n***a that's my b**h
Ima get her back when I want her
Been down for the money so I had to get it up right quick
[Hook: Bizzy Crook]
I'm talkin' bout you in songs
Your friends is bumpin' my sh**
I know things hard when you crazy
When you be up in the whip
But girl you knew that I would
You knew that I would
I knew you knew that I would
You knew that I would
I know you heard I'm that n***a
These girls all wanna be down
You see your boy on the come up
But hasn't hit you by now
But girl you knew that I would
You knew that I would
I knew you knew that I would
You knew that I would
[Verse 2: Bizzy Crook]
Things came thru for the boy
Things came thru for the boy
Can't be, next day bookin' flights to the 504
Like I been at the finish, I told you I don't see no limits
Good luck sh** I should hit the casino with it
Puttin' n***as on like real n***as do
But every n***a don't got a real n***a crew
Never feel alone cuz I'm tryna be a legend
And I ask myself what would Will Smith do
And I lost my dog, yeah my n***a, lost my dog
Tell em Ima free my dogs, Martin, Moses, free them all
[Verse 3: ???]
In the night you gon see me
At the light you gon see me
My future so bright, I don't need a light
To turn up and find my city
I might go buy some more more more more
And then lose it all all all all all all, yeah
Donald Biscayne, you gon see me
Up in that thang you gon see me
I try to remain for my city but planes keep taking me all around the Glo-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Now lets get some
Mo-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Yeah
[Verse 4: Bizzy Crook]
Young Jordan go and get them rings
If not I'll call David Blaine
Cuz this a no hard feelings ting
I lived in Egypt, I been a king
Good Luck, we a family dog
And I could never try to ball when there's family involved
n***as in the streets when these n***as gotta eat
And my n***a Taz here got a family and all
The same b**h doesn't love him anymore
Busy puttin' numbers on the Porsche?
So even if you ain't won for me
You still see the confetti on the floor
So if you got a message for the kid and you met me before
Leave after the beep motherf**a cuz we off on tour, peace