Goddamn (feat. Kali-B)

Came a long way I done made it through a lot They tried to box me in but I broke outta the box They used to laugh at me Now they see me taking shots Man I'm so tired but the hustle never stops Yeah This feels amazing We run the streets man we used to walk on pavements We came to eat man and that's an understatement Back with the heat man, straight outta the basement Goddamn! Goddamn, bitches don't eat Banging don't sleep, This BDE Banging dimes every day Beats die every day Brick and dope everything Broke don't entertain Like I'm scuba fucking diving Got the Ruger and I'm rocking Man you knew this dude got knockers Got me grooving like Chewbacca Like I'm Scooby fucking Doo Whoopty fuckin woo This just dishonorable Might go Nirvana boo Gripping hooters and the knockers Going stupid with the choppers Get the noodles and the pasta Got me booming like Baraka Got Glocks and nines, might pop ya spine What the chalk defined, yo pop behind When I jot, my mind, goes beneath the lines It creeps inside, then release the vibes This beat is mine, come peep the line Ya bitch is fine, might creep behind Came a long way I done made it through a lot They tried to box me in but I broke outta the box They used to laugh at me Now they see me taking shots Man I'm so tired but the hustle never stops Yeah, This feels amazing We run the streets man we used to walk on pavements We came to eat man and that's an understatement Back with the heat man, straight outta the basement Goddamn! Goddamn, I'm the man Got the can, now I'm aiming for the plan Got the heat, Now I'm about to creep Up in the Jeep, discreet, ain't seen in weeks What am I saying Y'all think I'm playing? Got em all day Did the wrong thangs Got em all praying, what It do da day Watch what you say, days spent in LA Cause I rhyme when I'm itched And I'm climbing this shit Tryna grind til I'm rich And I'm grinding this bitch Grip mines on the hip Then power this shit Tryna cope with the drip Sniffing coke in this shit It's potent as shit Ain't impotence I'm blissed Feel important as shit They absorbing this shit Tryna fork in this shit Then pork in this shit The assortment is sick Tryna orbit em quick Came a long way I done made it through a lot They tried to box me in but I broke outta the box They used to laugh at me Now they see me taking shots Man I'm so tired but the hustle never stops Yeah This feels amazing We run the streets man we used to walk on pavements We came to eat man and that's an understatement Back with the heat man, straight outta the basement Goddamn! I'm a master, no Bs man Could spit it faster, no VS man But I'd rather, slowly step, man Like I'm Mathers, holy pen, man But you, lowly kin, provoke me and As I slowly, sin, with my homies and I get it popping Dirty work, Dennis Rodman It ain't a problem Got the can it can solve em On Gawd!