Mac Deuce

(Gullible) (It's almost time man) Led the charge and they couldn't take it Kinda flagrant, knife on me I'm on Collins and I'm palmin' paper 740 big body driven by my lady Swingin' like down goes Fraizer I found patience and still couldn't sit around waitin' I'm sayin' it got kinda dangerous, abrasive All kinda angels Almighty arm-length, I'ma spank 'em Pause the tape The angles I'm takin' straight through Gotta make it home, a baby that I gotta raise Shakin' off malaise and hay too Maybe y'all'll change, maybe not Either way, too Maison Margi' replicas, steppers is gon' invade you when you hot I stay cool, not up for appraisal on the block That's what walkin' the plank do Don't be shocked I couldn't save you from your thoughts or what the fame do From the sharks and what they fangs do Or from your heart and what that pain do From the start, built a box I couldn't break through You was lost I picked apart, what amazed you, it was soft I shut it off, we really on This the difference, fourth and inches and we going long Shimmy when I score the ball Hail Mary, bales everywhere in the loft Name ringin' bells everywhere a nigga walk I'm not tryna talk Hailin' up the maître d' for the final course Fillin' all the vacancies like the brightest star Good God The stars are showing Are you telling me that we're stars? Oh, yeah Dad, my homeboys are superstars now You know they got the hottest record on the streets? Sold out in three hours