Jump up running
Get that money
Get that Guap bitch
Counting Hundreds
50's 100's
Face the Glock clip
I know you better than you know me
I am not shit
I know you better than you know me
I am not shit
Watch who you talking to
Cause I am the general
Golden vulture on a roll
Smoke an optimo
Watch where you lay
You know the demons come and play
Hide and seek throughout a maze
These haunted and wicked ways
Get the f*ck out my way
Let the spirits guide the stray
I know my soul felt that way
Now I own those words today
Not much left for the wicked
I know because I am gifted
When they want us they'll get us
And take you out of the picture
Don't f*ck with me hoe
Ill put you in your grave
Don't trust anybody
And that's the way it stays
Been doing this myself
I don't need any help
I been counting up my wealth
I don't need any help
Keep up with the pace or you out of the race
Keep racks in the safe, you can hide but you cant save
I feel like a king and I could never switch my place
Feels so right with a blunt to the face