See, our come up was different We learned from Master P to master the DSPs You can pray to have this type of navigation We still gonna cut it Big Willie, we ain't rollin' with no cheapskate Lost it, then I got this *** right back, it's like a rebate I feel like this Zag, I get nerfed as soon as I see Jake Still out here workin' like every day is a weekday I can hit the jeweler, pick the pool up like a Uber But I'd rather give the money to my shooter Grandma lovin' in church, she singin' Glory, hallelujah, these niggas don't measure up, cause round here, baby, I'm the ruler Take one of your medulla, she make it disappear like triangles in Bermuda Used to deliver all around the projects on the scooter We still gettin' that good in old Cuba Get you some success and then look how they try to do ya Smart bitches try and screw you, dumb niggas try and school you Got both eyes open, I still can't tell who I've been out the mix, but they know I'm a young guru As far as bias, might change the gang name to FUBU Sweet Lord have mercy ***, the more they try to hurt me, the more I feel like Percy, yeah, there's no limit, yeah, *** Even when I got it, man, I'm still tryna get it, uh, ayy Big spirit, yeah, ***, I ain't gotta say it, we gon' make them niggas feel it, ayy ***, they could lock me up and throw the key away, ayy Still, that ain't enough to get a G's and R's Most of these niggas ill-advised I hear them, but I don't sympathize Like you can tell me your lies, but I already feel the vibes My little homie just died, but I'm just too numb to cry These niggas runnin' in circles, let's see how far I get them I only step back and shoot it, I got that heart and rhythm I know some old-school killers turnin' to five percenters I know some young drug dealers still prayin' God forgive them I hit my dog through the JPEG till he get out of prison Ain't had no real education, but I had a lot of wisdom Tell the Lord he ain't gotta come and get him, we gon' send him Came here and opened up shop, and we ain't cuttin' no ribbon I said respectfully, I bled for some niggas that weren't sweat for me My daughter's got my soul, and these Perky's takin' what left of me Writin' down my pain and tryna turn to a masterpiece I been movin' green so long, bitch, I'm asked to be Sweet Lord, have mercy ***, the more they try to hurt me, the more I feel like Percy There's no limit, *** Even when I got it, man, I'm still tryna get it Big spirit, *** I ain't gotta say it, we gon' make them niggas feel it ***, they could lock me up and throw the key away Still, that ain't enough to get the G's away