Did a lot, we'll do more
I can't f*ck with you whores
Used to want the new Porsche
Used to trap like it's a sport
Tried to fly when I was four
I was jumping off the porch
Pass the Dutch, who got the torch
Stomp a nigga in my forces, uh
And my bitch is gorgeous
Yall bench warming
My team scoring, uh
And we won't retire til' our pockets look enormous
F*ck the money, we just want it for when we couldn't afford it, uh
Then you wonder why the poor kids killing for some Jordans
That's not important, cop the new foreign
F*ck all them kids lets just let them be orphans
Yea it's unfortunate, but this is corporate America
When you be down on your ass they just stare at ya
Focus on colors, not on the character
Stay in the line until somebody buries ya
If you expose them they're gonna embarrass ya
Wait, hold on
I'm in the cut like I'm Frozone
Busting a play, I'm like go long
No I don't know yall
We taking off, I'm like so long
Audios, say less in phone calls
Flex on these niggas with both arms
Separate goats and the sheep, we like Moses
Matter fact, I thought you already know this
Shoutout to Nicki and shoutout J Moses
We not gonna stop til' the top where we posted, uh
Apocalypse supposed to come
So load up your choppers and hoard or something
Just hide because you can't afford to run
I can never lack, for income tax I bought my bitch a gun
They ain't peep the facts but then they quick to call you ignorant
Visualantes ain't nothin' to f*ck with
Even ones that hate it got to admit we be dumb lit
Renegade against the government, seek your own justice
Chains and whips still on these slaves swear these niggas just puppets