Hitmaka
June, you're a genius
[London Jae & T.I.]
Yeah, tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah)
Tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (King, bitch, yeah)
[T.I.]
You know what it is here, boy
Nigga disrepect, treat him like a real lil' boy
You tied my hand, I was left with no choice
Took me to a dark place that I still enjoy
Okay, shoutout to my nigga, kept it real in the war
Been through so much shit that you don't feel anymore
Numb to it, thumb through it, trouble, I'ma run to it
Shootouts every week, that shit was just fun to us
In my childhood, knew I was an entrepreneur
Took a hundred dollar bill, turned one into four
I learned wanna win big, gotta take big risks
'Member thirteen sayin', "I'ma run this shit"
Uh, started with a dream and a trap van
Look at what I fucked, God, I brung this shit
Uh, twenty years later, must say
I'm the coolest motherfucker that ever done this shit
Goddamn
[London Jae]
Tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah)
Tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah (Yeah)
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Conway the Machine]
Fuck nigga, how could you hate?
These niggas be talkin', they watches is fake, look (Hah)
Rocket I got on my waist
It's real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah (You pussy, nigga)
I get a bag every week
By the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh (Hahaha)
Watch what you say to me
Last nigga got outta pocket got rocked in the face (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah, I got my bands all in order
Five hundred P's, I can handle the order, uh
I work apparently smarter
This piece I got on sixty carats in water, woo
I put some ice on my bitch
And that Rollie was like thirty bands that I bought her
Jammed up my bro, got my man on recorder
While he in the Feds, I take care of his daughter
Machine
[London Jae & T.I.]
Tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah (Yeah)
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah
Tryna fuck with real niggas
Commas in the safe, gotta do what it take, yeah (Yeah)
Forgi's on the Wraith, Balenciaga with the Bape
Yeah, I'm drippin' and they can't (Yeah)
House up on the lake, fingerprint for the gate
Richard Millie in the safe, yeah
Half a ticket, bitch, I'm on the way, yeah
Anything left, make 'em wait, yeah (King, bitch, yeah)
[T.I.]
Who you say would do it like this?
Bankhead, put it on the hood like this, uh
Dropped outta school in '96
Then hopped off in the game and matured like this, uh
Teacher said I wouldn't be shit
Hell, if I had listened to him then I wouldn't be TIP
You crossed that line, why wouldn't we trip?
Hollywood U-turn, nigga, when will you learn?
Payin' all the prices, ain't no nigga like this
Standin' in the fire, middle finger to the crisis
Believe the scales is offset, lil' nigga
You better get me, that a lost bet, lil' nigga
From shootouts on Westside to convos with insiders
Confront the one who make leaders and misguide us
Bitch slap the piss out 'em, won't take no shit out 'em
Hear me when I say, give a fuck about your feelings
Goddamn
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