My G

This is the final leg, my G Are we still alive or dead, my G? This fire is gonna spread, my G You're gonna need your bed, my G It's shot like copper and lead, my G I ain't got time for a beg, my G Real, I'm not a bootleg, my G Bun what who and who says, my G, yeah It's all popping Cuh I'm that guy but them other man are nothing Don't wanna see me dropping cuh Pops ain't stopping If they bring a bit in, then I'll bring a lot in Got a brand new pattern like I just went shopping But I never got any of my pot from shotting Coco came to clean up the game Like I bought the dustpan, the brush and the mop in Really going in, my ting ain't flopping Cutting man out like I'm about this cropping Anybody thinking I'm a one-hit wonder I'm telling 'em "oi" cuh I've got more fire dropping Heard my ting on the radio booming No airtime for you, ain't that shocking? You and your crew are on a joke ting But I'm tryna hang up plaques like a Christmas stocking