Retro Flow

Ayye, ayye, 150 Dream Team, huh Packs came in, roll a wood to see what the gas like (Posto) Welcome to the fast life, buy hemi to see what the gas like Used to ride Buicks, Taruses, now I get 10k for es Pull up hoppin' outta foreign shit, splash brothers with me, scorin' shit Foe nem sluttin' hoes, all on tour shit, fly free, bitches don't aboard shit Remember youngins sleeping on the floor shit, check my bank account, my shitenormounis I mean enormous, big books on me, no thesaurus I never lied even back when I was broke, these other rappers act C.B.4. shit Hundred thousand, probably saw like four of them, back up on my shit I need some more of them Never satisfied, I need millions, niggas sitting 'round, it's civilians It's civilians, niggas killin' 'em, old ladies, man, even children Real street nigga, I ain't feelin' it, but when it come to beef, I ain't feeling shit Niggas say they see the opps, they spilling 'em, everytime they see the opps they missin' 'em Hit the innocent, go do sentences, we don't play around, lil bro finish 'em Soberer than a bitch, I ain't been sippin' shit, stacking hundreds, making forties, little shit Shit ridiculous, used to shop at corner stores with fifty cents, probably died trying not to mention it I had beef up in my hood like Fifty Cent, but I ain't ever have to make 'em many man Know my diffles, want it, bye bye many man, so you know I gotta keep it with me then Forty glizzy with me, come and get me then, kill a nigga Lord, oh forgive me, foe nem fuck around and get me him And sometimes, shit, it just remind me of nights at the club again Know security was searching me, you know that I'ma get the burner in 150 Dream Team behind me, always looking grimey And as far as trouble, we don't want none, but we still a find it I'm from Chiraq, this the lifestyle, I don't even mind it Hollows in the forty-five, X.D., beam on the side of it I can't trust these hoes, see yo house, put niggas right on it Fuck that bitch in a hotel, kick her out, I put my life on it I ain't worried about no niggas, you know that I keep my pipe on it I ain't saying nobody can get me but I see suspicion, I'm right on it Let a nigga catch me slipping, you know I deserve it Rather go out in the foreign, on the e-way swervin' When I die, don't let no pussy niggas in my service My view be so high in the sky, my phone don't got no service I get high and think of all them nights when I was serving Never went through no peer pressure, lived my life on purpose If you alive and don't get paper, you ain't got no purpose What the fuck up with the world, everybody savage Nobody wanna be no doctors, all the shorties get clapped at Ain't nobody going to college, all of the shorties on SnapChat