She tryna keep me focused She told me I need to watch ****

Keep my third eye open Told me don't hang with too many

Cause these **** they be bogus And these **** they be quick to back

Door my gun you can't hold it And she told me that she love me

I'm one of them ones with motion But I can't even love her back

Cause bitches they hoeing See a **** got a lil' bit of paper

And they be gone But see me, I'ma chase my paper

Don't care if it's snowing' uhh that ****, real a joke

I think he Kin of Martin Lawrence You know me, you can catch me in fast shit

I'm in the foreign And you know me, I ain't trippin

Bout ass, cut her off, she boring And you know me, paper chasin' early

While you **** snorin' If you ain't talkin' about no money

Ain't nothin' to talk about So many guns up in the spot

Call this bitch a choppa house We take a **** off the map

The picture em out I remember I used to hide

Bowls inside my mama out And I'ma scream

Free my brothers till they free him out Feelin' good today, bruh

Fuck around and brought the beam out And way before we knew it

Glizzy with the beam was out Fuck around, walk him up in the spot

And we gon' clean it out And I'm a man without that Iron

you not a man without I was young, I'm forever outside

I'm at my granny house And ****, they be really clowns

They really fanned out I do this shit alone

Build sticks and stones, won't put my hand out