38 (feat. D-Block Europe)

Oh, Quincy tell 'em I can't tell 'em again I'm still packin' a Smith, I'm the Don where I live And these bitches ain't shit, and these brothers still broke Walkin' with a limp, I'm just like a pimp They know I'm the shit, and they know I'm their hope I was left to climb a mountain with rope and I did it Arrangin' some alphabets, hoe Couple of mill' from some alphabets, hoe Time equals money, no time for no hoes You're there when there's money, but not when I'm juggin' (Know when I'm juggin', know when I'm juggin') Six-figure bookings, you can't have a piece of this pie, pudding Can't have a taste of this life, couldn't, yeah (can't have a taste of this life) Got off phone and put the weight on it I made some money and they fuckin' hate on me I carry burdens like it's fuckin' weight on me, yeah, yeah The .38 is on me I don't be playin' around too much (nah) Give ten to my wife, tell her, "Dress up, then meet me for lunch" (meet me for lunch) 23K to the lawyer, defend me in front of the judge 60 milliliters of mud got me The .38 is on me I don't be playin' around too much (nah) Give ten to my wife, tell her, "Dress up, then meet me for lunch" 23K to the lawyer, defend me in front of the judge 60 milliliters of mud got me My wife a ten out of ten, her father should've asked for a mill' for the dowry, huh I'm the reason why they postin' the neighborhood watch stickers 'round the county Bread on his head, what's the bounty? One night, he on the dash, brodie just pulled up in an Audi Seven hour flight to Saudi Change up my money to bricks and some water Whip up a brick and I whip with some water You ever sat up in court, Rollied up, kinda awkward, man, I shouldn't be here Fendi skis out in Swiss (ski) Ski slope on my wrist (ski) Diamonds dancin' like a Money Mitch, half a key of coke will get you hit (brr) The .38 is on me I don't be playin' around too much (nah) Give ten to my wife, tell her, "Dress up, then meet me for lunch" (meet me for lunch) 23K to the lawyer, defend me in front of the judge 60 milliliters of mud got me (yeah) All the hate it comes when you winnin' In front of the judge, I done give a confession Invest it all in my wrenches My youngboys ballin' like it's NBA Made the bitch sign up the NDA We get approved by the FDA My shooter with me on a daily basis Trigger finger, gettin' itchy Two-fifty, Richard Millie, yeah Pockets chunky, made her feel it, yeah Sorry, I mean that I made some millies Fuck a Richard Millie, I know I got my family steady (my family steady) Spin the back, we came back already (back already) Get you done for five thousand, that's cheap Made that in a day, sellin' dope to these fiends (brr, brr) And I had to keep me a (brrr) The .38 is on me I don't be playin' around too much (nah) Give ten to my wife, tell her, "Dress up, then meet me for lunch" (meet me for lunch) 23K to the lawyer, defend me in front of the judge 60 milliliters of mud got me Can't have a nigga 'round me that's gonna watch the pounds that's down in my pocket How can you win when you haven't had losses, round drum now we're calling it Tommy I'm servin' them Bobby's, extended the nose on the wap now it's looking like Noddy That nigga came up, and he came from killin' niggas out, just call it a hobby I came from a half brick, oh yeah Came from the hard shit, oh yeah When I was hungry, I wasn't fed So, I had to rob niggas instead (oh, yeah) You don't step with your heart You ain't got nothin' here left (nothin' here left) The way you give brain is an art Baby, it's a knock on that, yeah The .38 is on me