[ Featuring Rylo Rodriguez ]
(Pipe that shit up TnT)
F*ck you, pay me, my attitude could make them hate me
Watch your lady, been f*ckin' her on the daily
She pick me over you, that shit don't seem to amaze me
If my bitch leave me right now, I swear that shit won't phase me
I'm a project baby, mob ties them what saved me
You know the streets done raised me, I done got it out the pavement
Bitches gon' try to play under you when you out here paper chasin'
Hope he don't get in front of you 'cause he know you gon' erase 'em
If that nigga called you talkin' crazy, I come erase him
Gave my dap, took the Caddy to go flash that nigga, if you ready, go chase it?
Pray my dawg don't gon' catch a body, he's a grim reaper
Pull up dumpin' on anybody with the streetsweeper
Dropped out of school but I'm still makin' more than my teachers
Made a hundred K in a week, I think I should go and teach her
I grab the mic then catch the holy ghost, baby, I'm a street preacher
And bitch, I got a family, ain't no deals on none of my features
But I made a K by myself, so I cake in the trap with no heater
Split all these gains with the niggas, in the end I'm just gon' leave her
Playin' with my mind, knowin' damn well I can't let up on my grind
Knowin' damn well if I told I love her, I was f*ckin' lyin'
I been out for a year and I made seven figures
Put the bread on your head, so I don't f*ck with none of you niggas
So don't try to talk to me when you see me out in public
I ain't friendly and ain't shit sweet, bitch, I'm from the ugly
F*ck you, pay me, my attitude could make them hate me
Watch your lady, been f*ckin' her on the daily
She pick me over you, that shit don't seem to amaze me
If my bitch leave me right now I swear that shit won't phase me
I'm a project baby, mob ties them what saved me
You know the streets done raised me, I done got it out the pavement
Bitches gon' try to play under you when you out here paper chasin'
Hope he don't get in front of you 'cause he know you gon' erase 'em
Project baby, only thing changed was show times
I'm serious, I like dryin' my Amiris on the clotheslines (project baby)
They don't let me inside the club with this gun
I'll do my show in the parking lot, I storm in the middle of here (yeah-yeah)
Twenty racks and all my jewelry on, and I post up in the A
I bought a mini Draco, it's all-black, I took off the wood (geekin')
I lost my racks so don't (leave me)
Peep it, when I pull up (demon)
Still be Section 8 dreamin'
These hoes'll f*ck your opps, these hoes'll f*ck your brothers (yeah, yeah)
Been sleepin' on the floor 'cause I hate undercovers
'Cause on my block we don't rock with no cops
And if we got locked up, it's WrestleMania
Glock with a switch, all you gotta do is aim it, yeah
Out the gate she want some mm-mm
Oh, you one of those (you one of those)
Paid nigga, still send the booster my size in under clothes (no cap)
I know several hoes who'll chill with you just to drug you
I know jackboys who'll rob you and say they love you
F*ck you, pay me, my attitude could make them hate me
Watch your lady, been f*ckin' her on the daily
She pick me over you, that shit don't seem to amaze me
If my bitch leave me right now I swear that shit won't phase me
I'm a project baby, mob ties them what saved me
You know the streets done raised me, I done got it out the pavement
Bitches gon' try to play under you when you out here paper chasin'
Hope he don't get in front of you 'cause he know you gon' erase 'em
