I'm gonna go chase that cloud, rather go grab that stick, kiss that boy dead on his dick Flamed that boy, you're like the right runs on stuff in the grave, but leave him really having the shit Focus on money, ain't standing no bitch, all hunnets like I hit the honor roll list Hey, they get the shit, 10 toes, I'd the money really had a hoax Gunshot state, nigga straight out before it, yeah that sucks, countdown, count of that, 3, 2, 1 If I up the strap, it's not to see you run, click, pow, man down, I got the connect on the metronome I keep a master plan to make a bunch, I been the master man from day one, the niggas one ain't sleeping Just watchin my movement and not as it's movin' they come, I get it lit every weekend and no coachy Heaven the bab, you should come get your son, it's a new federal untie, you can go spread the word, it's a new day, new swayin' new wave And we ain't fucking the ragga, they stay with the monkey, this week is shootin' that for days Started off humble, too low, learned to humble shit, they ain't come with no money, nothing but eight Now I got the rockin' I better with humble, I been a runner, let's run out this cake Cold going crazy, ain't the guy to see the curse, nigga with the rhyme for a round beat, dude I got your bitch tryna fuck on the pier, I tell the bitch I can't fuck with your pier Been the young indepenit, nigga no deal, hain' rent this jacket, you got to have high lift Just chasein' my bag, get fuck how you feel? Fuck how you feel? When I jumped out the porch, I ain't hain' no skil Used to poth on the block, taking L out the L, now my name holdin' with you like a skil I got your bitch tryna ride with the plim, I havin' premium, guess like a shill I move to the A, I was born in the B, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'ma do a foot of the rear Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm only do a foot of the rear Fuck around a little bit What's up? I think they're just shots like I'm a horse, like a horse What, I don't know what, but I got two of them, I wanna say