All I need is God couple mil' and a porterhouse
All these n***as' paper soldiers cardboard cut 'em out
I remember when I ain't had s**t
Mama said don't touch nothing now I'm on some grab s**t
Murder everything on some stab s**t
Bystanders getting
Motherf**king highlander
Been a while since I let these n***as ramble
All I hear is Mt
Olympus banging out the band door
You ain't said s**t 'til you said it to me
You payin' for the p***y shawty said it was free
Now I ain't got time for the fake ones
All I talk about cake motherf**ker go and bake one
We was on some s**t back in nine-nine
You was suckin' on ya' mama's titties hollering mine
Bottom line I was on the grind all around town
Country bumpkin southern motherf**ker in surround sound
I flexed and I paid dues
Kicked a couple doors that they said I couldn't break through
I remember starving on the real n***a
Now I got steak on the grill n***a
Saute shrimp lemon peel let it chill n***a
Now you can't eat cause it's keep what you kill n***a
Rolling down the strip like I never made it
Peepin' all the broke motherf**kers keep me motivated
Pop that a*s for a player don't be scared of the d**k
Find a drink and some gators for a pimp
I ain't playin' with these h*es
Bad b***hes super fly super with these h*es like a pimp
