Spice (feat. Ghost Leon)

I done waited on this my whole life I done worked until I can't work twice I got niggas trying to kill my flame Got these haters trying to stop my spice I'm on the clock like the minute hand, ooh I'm getting cash Ooh my bitch bad, money make her call me big man Blowing big gas, is you little or you big mad Where yo clique at, where yo stick at Brrrrr, get back You 'gon make me show a different side Water whipping like a slip-n-slide Copped the whip and cut it like a samurai Get the money, multiply and magnify I done took too many L's I ain't taking no more Had a nigga down bad I was facing the ropes Some niggas turned they back on me like they play in the post Now a nigga neck looking like I play in the snow, damn I made the impossible plausible to the optional optical Or the audibly optimal In other words I'm a prodigy feel like Nas and 2pac I flew Through impossible obstacles From the top I view all of you Hatin niggas who hope I fall but instead I just follow through You folding up like a dollar do Im blowing up like a bomber too And demolish you I done waited on this my whole life I done worked until I can't work twice I got niggas trying to kill my flame Got these haters trying to stop my spice I'm on the clock like the minute hand, ooh I'm getting cash Ooh my bitch bad, money make her call me big man Blowing big gas, is you little or you big mad Where yo clique at, where yo stick at Brrrrr, get back DON40, 40 Glock Ghost Le'on I'm out the pot I'm off the chain I broke the lock Whip that foreign off the lot Squad here I'ma hold 'em down Cover 500 rounds Guns blazing 'til no sound Gotta do it for the town And me I'm just a Field nigga Took my talents down south, King James nigga Fuck you and who came with ya' Scope will get all of y'all in the same picture I'm dripping my sauce Haters got me on the edge hoping that i fall off But instead I go off, I'm the man in the fourth Clutch in every situation it don't matter the sport You can't play on my court, niggas better abort I'm on the road to the top and I'm ready for war Mama told me watch them niggas that i be around She was right, I look around and I don't see them now I done waited on this my whole life I done worked until I can't work twice I got niggas trying to kill my flame Got these haters trying to stop my spice I'm on the clock like the minute hand, ooh I'm getting cash Ooh my bitch bad, money make her call me big man Blowing big gas, is you little or you big mad Where yo clique at, where yo stick at Brrrrr, get back