Still Buckin'

I'm still bucking like 5-deuce 4-trey Nigga with a attitude no O'shea I give a damn what muhfucka' gone say Long as I'm eatin' and my family is okay I was taught to make ways outta no way Miss me with the bull like "ole" Okaaaay ever since I got to rotate I get to charge for a visit like a copay Sippin' on Jose Mixed really well with champagne and OJ Fade in and out of the beats I go play Then peel tops off like cups of Yoplait Lyrical foreplay Between me, the microphone, This beat and pro-tools I'm havin a four way Never too far away You can get your rhymes right from reading a throwaway You can get your style tight by peepin' the colorway Now don't look the other way I'll do the work I just need you to andale It's big things underway Me and mine gettin' it Life ain't great but I feel magnificent Life in a new state, felt insignificant Gone like wind because I'm back to chasing wins again Bruh I got the Midas touch, that's a golden finesse Better check my neck Me and P hit the yo until they tired of us Me and my bitch get cash and divide it up Proud as fuck, weed and beats loud as fuck If you tryna run wit me get ya mileage up I'm still bucking like 5-deuce 4-trey Nigga with a attitude no O'shea I give a damn what muhfucka' gone say Long as I'm eatin' and my family is okay I was taught to make ways outta no way Miss me with the bull like ole Okaaaay ever since I got to rotate I get to charge for a visit like a copay I barely remember life without rappin' and shit Backpack in the back of the bus, we happy to flip It was crack samplin' packs of various shit Thought my iPod was carrying hits Like a runner Days of Stunna and Mannie Fresh Hood Rich had came the same summer I discovered my pen I should be puttin' rappers in recovery dens Instead I rhyme out lines and you color 'em in Brothers and kin, lovers and friends where y'all been Yeah I know it's been a minute since I called back in I fall back in, kick it wit my car backed in After that it's all split sheets and more back ends That's really how it goes in this life I chose It's so hard even real ones fold Couldn't say it enough Using all my hours passed in a month Just to bring you new waves like Durag and a brush I'm wrapping em up I'm still bucking like 5-deuce 4-trey Nigga with a attitude no O'shea I give a damn what muhfucka' gone say Long as I'm eatin' and my family is okay I was taught to make ways outta no way Miss me with the bull like ole Okaaaay ever since I got to rotate I get to charge for a visit like a copay