Chevy Woods - Fans Tanking Pictures lyrics

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] The fans takin pictures of me Can't keep these b**hes off me Police up and down the street But I'm still spliffin homie Breeze keep a Glicker on him; do a n***a wrong, boy n***as want my head now that my money gettin long boy More than just a song boy Thinkin I'm just rappin to you n***as keep they ratchet This is real sh** That can happen to you Come out here and ask em do you Know about the n***a Wiz? Ever heard of Rostrum Records? Know who Kev the Hustla is? Well b**h, act like ya know me A young'n, bro But my dough Stack'd like I'm grown'n I'm the black Steve Austin I pull up and I stunna And do just what I wanna Drunk and full of marijuana Your shine low I'm somethin like a high beam Gotta be as high as me To see things how I see I don't even drive no more I let the Ho's ride me After I see ID Ain't gon Kelly rob me I'm just bein honest Bein modest I done tried bein But n***as hated so I throw it in they faces Let em get outta line, we goin show em to they places These shots ain't straight up, they come with a couple chasers And the baddest hoes chase us I'm runnin to the money In the back Dime b**h up in my lap Gettin blunted Ya dugg? [Verse 2: Kev Tha Hustla] The work raw so I'm coppin now for old money Hustlin since I was born and think you gettin old money Look dummy, see I'm all About a meal to gain Young'n off the porch for that young money like Lil Wayne And all this smoke got my eyes on Yao Ming Street pharmaceutical, damn shoot it and shoulder lean I'm only bout that green; weed, and currency Ignorant flow, no I never Show em courtesy Cause I'm a star too, doin what the stars do, roll em back to back and then I climb to the stars woo! Yeah you Thought the boy was slippin but I wasn't I connect like the movies get it cheaper by the dozen Gotta freak with some cousins They be always on call Like the WNBS them ho's love balls I got em trained like 1, 2 s** and blow Ice box cold wrist, Wiz roll another 0!