Let a n***a try me, try me
Put a hundred on his head, that's a Maserati
See me gettin money, wanna stand beside me
b**h I ain't got no friends, all I got is family
Be a episode of Martin if you n***as try me
Bruh man through your window to do you grimy
Or have my b**h Pam waitin in ya lobby
You know she go hard, she sleep with a tommy
My lil n***a Cole do this for a hobby
I tell 'em big Shirley that's a heavy body
All you n***as hoes, you don't petrify me
If we can't get to you, we hittin everybody
Let a n***a try me, try me
b**h we servin' cake, come and get a nine piece
Yeah I keep my old dawg right beside me
n***as front like they a menace, then they turn to Chauncey
[Verse 1]
Uh, speaking a Chauncey I run the bill up
Once I'm in my groove, you screwed, that's a Philip's
Hell yeah, I got up, and I'm still up
Pop enough Belaire to wake Uncle Phil up
Weak n***as loud but the strong quiet
My n***as knock off pounds like LeBron's diet
Ballin since doe or die was the anthem
Movin piles, runnin' suicides in the Phantom
f** it, I think the 'Rari more sick
Squares about to push my bu*ton like Atari joy stick
I go range on the weekend, cease like a wheat thin
Faded ???
n***as f**ed up the game when they let you geeks in
I should crossover cause all you n***as is reachin
Like these b**hes want yo time first
I tell a ho you can keep your p**y, what's yo mind worth
All these n***as wanna shine first
n***as want the top but nobody wanna climb first
Uh, I just multiply on these ba*tards
n***as live in a box, you ain't gotta buy 'em a casket
Comin' from my hood it ain't very fun
How n***as get old fast but get buried young
And your city don't wanna see you fly
I rep us b**h, not me or I
When the crown equals my G ride
Play ball or part three, that's Douglas Projects, Eastside
Fans like the more they see, I dropped the mixtape G-5
Six years later, got another deal, now a n***a fly G-5
Hit a coach up, get 'em in the game
Finna post up, pivot in the lane
n***as insane, I just get to this change
? say that ridicolous sh** like a b**h I eventually aim
Mention my name, ain't no b**h in my name
Look at me n***a I figure you'd be inspired by all these riches and fame
Name in the bright lights but y'all ain't get the hype right
b**h I'm every where but in the lame n***as eye sight
Or in a b**h n***as arm reach
Yeah me and ya b**h n***a we in Palm Beach
I got you cut from your girl in advance
But why would I give a f** if the worlds in my hands
Grippin the steering wheel of the rafe
She said a girl chill at her place
I said we can all ride baby, you know you need a third wheel when you race
Homie, I know these loud n***as might hype you
But I'll put a period on your life cycle
Period. You a light cycle
n***as spot you at the pad and they might wipe you
b**h n***a adjust your volume
And save that tough talk for your album
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