[Verse 1]
The trap hot, it's on fire
Eat a rap n***a like a Busy Bee plate
I run my hood, no marathon
Took off for a minute now I'm back on
That base bigger, my dreads longer
My n***as realer, my weed stronger
Smoking gas packs, that body builder
Money talks, I don't f**ing hear you
[Verse 2]
You can't dress, you ain't got swag
You a walking label, you a signed artist
Got my own label, f** these n***as
With the middle fingers, I'ma die rich
I'm a g**ner, so it's f** the prison
What critics say
I ain't talking money, I keep 1 K
Don't make me transform to my old ways
Keep black doors on me like OJ
I'm turnt up off no d**
You turned down, you getting no love
Love the energy so I'm in the crowd, acting wild
They know I go hard, b**h I'm Debbie's child
One phone call, send them k**ers at you
That's speed dial
I was facing 10 years at the same time Joey beat his murder trial
R.I.P. to Cal, that's a fallen soldier
Still collecting pennies, I'm a humble n***a
Never join forces, make my own way
I keep cake, no birthday
f** a off day, competition, I eliminate
Follow street laws, don't litigate
I delegate, you follow
I'm on my own sh**, you borrow
Last n***a tried to rob me got shot, now he suing me for a half a mill
That's real sh**
Big Homie Flock
Squad