Rated Ace - Intro Lyrics

3 years out and I ain't missed a beat
Bout to drop dimes so get up on your feet
Ain't gonna stop like my whips got heat
Tell me that I changed but I ain't tryna get deep
Open up your ears let a young G speak
F*ck a 9 to 5 but you know I gotta eat
People Chat shit I'm just tryna do me
Been low key but I know they tryna creep
Monday to Friday I'm bout it all week
Ain't no loyalty out here in the streets
That's why I don't miss em' like I'm Wade with the heat
Straight Jacket Flow I'm made for the freaks
99 plus 1 that's me
There ain't no where I'd rather be
Then in the booth or stacking p
I got the juice the Recipe
They can't get ahead of me
You walk out now you dead to me
Stacking doe that ain't bread to me
Should be in a cage don't set me free
When I'm in this mood you best believe
That I heat the mic high degrees
Come at your neck no release
Enjoy this tape f*ck with me