I don't wanna hear a thing
Back on my tring tring let it ring
I just wanna get this paper wrap a hundred with some cling
Got it looking like a brick thicker than a ting
She likes it when I choke her
While I dig her back my hand permanently on her neck
Like a choker
I'm still putting numbers in ends I'm a broker
Imagine a whole me how can I be broke em
I ain't even told em
My stable made a quarter crash the whip that I just ordered
Guess that was the sign to show me I'm out order
Like a 3 course meal I like everything in order
If they wanna be around me search em like they trynna cross the border
Trynna cross who I ain't even with the gang
It's just us two cuttin thru that's my right hand with the tool
An you thought we was cool
Till man turned you to a fool
Gotta take man back to school
You you and that nigga can't tell me nuttern
I've been doing this the way I wanna
The way I wanna
Got a nigga rapping like it's Chawe on the beat or ATP
I might pull up in a M Sport or AMG
I can't take a violation
Ain't no no no no hesitation
Got this clip a reservation
I take two it's medication
Only thing to ever knock me out
I am the boy I have no regrets or doubts
Everyone who came at me had to re route
Ain't a bitch I can't live without every mistake
I made I had to rewrite
Gift came up with a grand hustle like T.I
Then we made hundred off a GTI
And you know I got it
I heard the opposition claim to be about it
Well I ain't seen nuttern
I just wanna suttern
Corpses by the summer
WC the symbol like a drummer
Every job bangs triple H with the Hummer
Go go go got a gadget when I go
I get it on a low low I don't budget for a hoe
If you know who I am
Its Kxng Foreman yea yea