[Verse 1]
I'm thinking father, you see kings
I need a crib and something that's old, sitting on rims
It's quiet for that Metro card
God if I could straight four, five, six
We could all get rich
Straight OD-ing, Flatbush
But my last b**h is OC-ing
They like "Chuck why is you leaving?"
Life's a gamble bro, I'm tryna break even
Dodge heathens, 'cause nowadays, homies be scheming
Just chose a right team and
The power rules cyphers, stay pulling all-nighters
And these n***as not fire
Like a blunt with no lighter
I be the main supplier
They thought the crib was on Blue Hill Ave
The way he got ba** like that
Chucky bust crazy dope moves
They tryna tell me that I lose
Screaming "f** some winners!", I ride for n***as that's losing
Down on Ocean cruising
Where dealers don't deal, and users keep using
I wrote this on my born-day
21 with no court dates
We was posted up, watching Places right?
Where my life was wrong
Two hits from the bong, with my [?] gone
And my rhyme game strong, n***a
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[Verse 2]
I hit the [?] cypher now, God
That's when I get anti-social
Curve them fake f**s, just like I'm supposed to
Can't believe he had the nerve to approach you
I was posted up with shorty hard
Motherf** some business cards
n***a learn some etiquette
Left [?], then came up with some better sh**
Kids from down bottom, how ironic they on top
While n***as was dick-riding and f**ing name-dropping
I sent your b**h out with a list, to do some shopping
She got the DiGiorno, but she added extra toppings
And she added extra sloppin's
Gave me head while I done dropped it
I'm like "you a fool, stop it"
If I could just chill, vibe and meditate
I get my mind strong enough to make a f**ing fat b**h levitate
That's Mayweather strong
They just hate that he on
Sun shining on this dawg's a**
Woah, Chuck, pause that, they 'gon think you comment on videos
That's from a movie, you silly hoes