Big Toe

I go crazy, stupid, baby, I go rowdy rowdy. Just hit the lab and I was late cuz bitch I'm bad with timing. Before I got there got pulled over, fuckin 12 be wildin. Bitch I say hum do to Allah, They think I'm acki acki, I let my village celebrate me, Got the hood behind me. Calculating don't get crazy, Cause a hami hami. Calculating all my steps don't need the world around me. I keep it clean these ns moving while they nose is snotty. Bet I got my aces tho, And I got my cases closed. And I got my work in line, And I feel amazing ho. They told me to set the sail me and my team we stay afloat. Shit, nigga I jet propel, Fk am I talking bout stay afloat? You and all yours stay easy b. What am I, 3 for 3? You ain't got these degrees. Sicker than Eazy-E. Na that's super low. 'Bout to go stupid hoe. Look at my super flow. Shell toes on like its two timbos. Big toe jammed cuz it's too damn low. Small toe tight cuz there ain't no damn light, I been walking all day And I ain't okay and I ought to play, Easter at the Apollo, Shit that's a hollow tip on a hallow day. Wednesday mood, That's a common day. Talk my shit to accommodate. They look me up, never say what up, But behind my back they converse ate. Hell if I know, Riding On the high road. Hittin all the potholes, Shoulda hit the lotto. Chicken and a waffle. Sip a little hen till a na hit the wobble. Sounds to the chin as sweet as my gospel. I'm a role model. Under the pool, Wearing my goggles. My life is a book, My home is a brothel. If shit is okay, I'll be back tomorrow. Nigga I'm gone. Needed a loan, Pick up the phone. Kick in the door, Ns ain't home. Where ever I go, Too many gnomes. Niggas is short, With money and flow. And even in height, Niggas can't fight. You swing at my knees it's a hellova plight, Tuggin on deez is a hell-of-a fight. Tuggin on war, Like never before. Singing melodic, Making a profit. Parking my car, Selling narcotics. Getting back in, Lighting some chronic. Shit is the plat, I really like it. Out of my way. Haven't felt like this since the last time I got paid. That was today. Might be tomorrow too. Champagne and orange juice. Foreigne coops. I drive a Jeep. But, it's something I wish I had. I want to bling. Yeah, designer and things, All of the dollars I have. Toot my horn and bang my drum and while they just stay in line, I been fuckin' shit up in this bitch since 1989. I ain't trustin shit nobody say 'cuz bitch I think they lying. Tried to fuck a na over maybe one too many times. So when I find that shit I like it and I just lock and make it mine. I don't bother no one bitch I get this bag and say goodnight I just move. Me like. Too light. Too light. Too light. Too light. Yeah. Too light. Too light to be on my feet. Eyes are always judging when I look around Sorry, I ain't mean to make it weird. I ain't mean to make it weird. Sorry, I ain't mean to make it weird. I ain't mean to make it weird. Sorry, I ain't mean.