Thought I had me a real n***a, that was capped Just made a card to the streets, b***h, I'm back My Earl Jones tappin' in like, where you at? One paw, one tap, the n***a face up in my lap Eleven, eleven, God sent a n***a with them racks Don't really like scammers, I want them flippin' packs And I'm always talkin' about Kayla this and Kayla that But did you tell them n****s I Kayla never? K, I'm n***a back, n***a, yesterday's n***a He is not today's n***a, if you come and come correct Had that pape with you, I don't want no lil' pep Gotta have some age with him on my n***a Tyler Perry, cause I'm makin' plays He a real great n***a, you won't catch him on no pic With no b***h, he hatin', it's about me F*** your politics, I don't play Couple b***hs still mad cause I was f***in' they n***a Please excuse me, baby, that's the old me But when my n***a got f***ed, nobody came and told me It's fair game when all these b***hs ever showed me And you can't help but scorn me, so baby, let it go, please Anyways, finna go with Duduff on a dinner date I'm at Mastro's eatin' salmon, I don't really get with steaks Really, I just want some money, get my lil' b***h And I don't really got a type, be out here doin' anything Look, this b***h been chasin' me for years, Michael Myers I keep tellin' b***h that I love him, I'm a liar I don't hit them stars, no, my lil' baby, I'm retired But you could call my phone if you lookin' for a buyer Move around, get your a** popped like a tire I won't break a nail, my n***a's murder for hire Drip down, be yours, but once he for the attire I keep a playa, still gettin' checks from Empire You do, now I got no d***s, you got no d***s Drop a pint and four two-liters, that's four-four I be ridin' with my bulldog, that's four-four Hundred thousand dollars ain't s***, you can spin it fast Pulled up in a new McLaren, damn, they're spinnin' fast You can flip anything if you can flip a bag How the f*** you slide on your opps if I get the mag? Books, book, book, book, he got body bags I just pulled up with a high-head, that's Johnny Cash I be skatin' on ice like I'm in hockey class My young dog was raised by the streets, he ain't got a dad It's a lot of free b***hs in the club Throwin' all the money in the club, ain't no more ones Like, how the f*** you wanna party with a gun? I just met a college b***h, she wanna party with a thug Ayy, I'm finna unleash the dragon, I'm in beast mode I ain't playin' GTA V, but I got Chico I never knew that rich a b***h, really cheap a b***h I just put a shh on the Glock like with a beep gun I made a hundred sixty-seven thousand in my Nike joggin' In the past, I thought about the future like I might be ballin' I'm a red-nosed pit bull, I can't stop from doggin' I got so high off this drink, it feel like I'm fallin' I told a b***h I'm a boy, I do not need spottin' How the f*** you eatin'? It look like you starvin' Step back, shoot a three-dollar like James Harden N***a plays at the liquor store, you do not know Pauly