Intro Video (MV)

Now it's a drought and
I ain't doin' no hustlin'
I opened my eyes, paid attention to the public
It's the same shit, broke niggas still bluffin'
They hatin' over cat shit, I guess they dog lovers
And she let me f*ck cause
I'm a motherf*ckin soldier
Middle of the trap is where I bent her ass over
She told me all her secrets, nigga,
You ain't got no motion
She spilt all her tea like she knocked her cup over
When I was a youngin',
I was bad as I could be I average bout four to five whoopings a week
Momma sent me outside to get the switches off the tree
I came back with a Glock and a pound of OG
On A-Rod, tell these niggas
I don't need em
My grandmother died, she in love with the needle
I still got dropped like a trash ass receiver
Pull it up from the hip real quick like a beeper
I feel like AI cause I'm the motherf*ckin' answer
Clip for the bald heads, I call my gun cancer
They stole my flow, my bitches, my samples
And they copy my moves like a backup dancer
My daughter came to me and said
Dad, can I be honest? She said,
I like women and I hope it's not a problem
I said, hell nah, girl, you just like your father
And then I got her strapped with the dildo and the harness
On A-Rod, I hope she run through y'all bitches
Using the same strap like a booty-tang whipping
If she asks for advice, that's the only time I give it
And my advice is stay away from bitches with children
On Kingsley, these niggas actors for show
They tryna win the Oscars or a Golden Globe
Well, it's a robbery, let's see how far they actin' go
They better act like David Banner
I let it blow like a nigga bout to sneeze
School of hard knocks, my pants had a crease
I felt like the boot gang really need me
I fell in love with the keys, I feel like Swiss Beats
Niggas ain't no shit, they rely on their lady
And then they get to bluffing like this shit is gon' phase me
I know they really shook like a crying-ass baby
They still look at the hook like Kareem in the 80s
Frontline soldier, these scars is the proof
I still bring it to a nigga like he order food Once I get off them drugs,
I'ma do what I do
First I lace up my weed, then I lace up my boots
On Kingsley, nigga