Please

I'm really 9 and 0

Youngin catch my drift

Opps wanna score so bad

They probably stretched my bitch

I'm like please, please

Rich or rollies, Patek Phillipes

Still whip stoves, still gun shit down

Club off the chain

Fuck around and get fined

Main bitch a ten still

If I don't wanna fuck her my man's will

Light on the covers and the hood now

Free dem boys, I'm good now

I'm like please, she's obsessed

Run off with a quarter, get stretched

I bought lawyers for all my ****

Even tho I'm rich ain't payin' no tickets

Chase that bag, I'ma chase that check

Get my last bro who had that witness

Still drive fast, I'ma stand on that

Hundred grams put a hundred grand on that

Jumped in the bird my fans OD

Probably on Dre if it ain't on me

Young **** got hurt, shit can't be taught

So I roll with them young **** y'all can't teach

Duck, shoot, fuck school

Still get 46 for my blues

Twenty-one years ****, when I zoom

Twenty-one track ****, when I skrrt

Still sell crack ****, not percs

Fifteen racks youngin' on go

Probably made fifty thousand on weed

Ain't no jokin' around

Selling like dope

Before I pour out

Drink flavored lime then slow down

She love Chanel with her toes out

Before wastin' time we on out

I'm like please please

Mike get $48 for these jeans

Keep in contact with the fiends

This crack been goin up like lean

Yeah I miss woo **** I miss reese

I miss Neff ****, I miss Skeet

But it's killed Lou, damn near killed me

I can't even go out talk to his son

Life been hard ain't been no fun

Caught 2 k still blow my gun

Hundred and race

After that I quit

Coke smell all on my bitch

Quarter million these **** ask about me

If I ain't had weed then I had them house

Check that couch

I'm like please, please

Rich or rollies, Patek Phillipes

Still whip stoves, still gun shit down

Club off the chain

Fuck around and get fined

Main bitch a ten still

If I don't wanna fuck her my man's will

Light on the covers in the hood now

Free dem boys, I'm good now