INTRO (feat. Smith Kidd) Video (MV)

I think it's time to let them know the kind of shit that we've been on
Like I said that it's a go I made my move you're like a pawn
I'll go up and catch a flow I like to think like I'm Big Sean
I'm not in it for the dough you think like that I want you gone
Every song I make I vent oh it's a medicine that helps
I give way more than I take but I'm a resident of hell
I'm not one to take a break no I'm the type to go rebel
Oh I'm up I'm wide awake know I have better shit to tell
I've been loading up I'm ready to go crazy on this shit
Keep an eye open like Fetty you can hate me I don't miss
I just get my bread like Betty give or take that's what it is
I've been throwing up confetti every time I make the list
I been busy stacking paper coming up who wants it next
Bitch I feel just like a Laker put 24 up on my chest
I think it's time to meet your maker kick your door while you rest
I'm not scared to put in labor I give nothing but my best
There were times where I had nothing now I run up every check
I had times where I was running bitch I had to go correct
There where things that I was numbing I'm the type to resurrect
Now I love what I'm becoming oh there's nothing to object
Say I stand out guess that shit would mean I'm outstanding
I sip Jack I smoke Purp I stopped Xanny's
Poked her face til I came Moore than Mandy
Can't stand bitches with little titties and fannies
Money over bitches for those who can't stand me
Slimmed up used to be big like John Candy
Used to pin up pictures of bitches in nice panties
Til I got a dime piece bitch with a rich family
She don't wanna see me at the top moon landing
Oh damn he's going in like loose cannons
Bruce Campbell evil dead is hard to handle
Being dead's gonna be worse if God damns you
I plan to tell Satan to advance you
Cash and drugs til the man above has banned you
Pass the love to another brother who needs it
Or go to church cause you believe and seek Jesus
I'm the type to load it up and send it out without a trace
I'm not scared to cut you off like you should get up out my face
You should know they call me craw like I'm the one who set the pace
And I feel like I'm John Wall the way I lay up in the chase
There was nothing on my plate I had to find a way to eat
There was something in the way I had to get up on my feet
I was told that I'd be great but there's still things left to complete
I'm the the type to demonstrate that you don't need to go retreat
I've been calling every shot you know I don't miss when I aim
You've been thinking that you're hot but I don't even know your name
You should know I run the spot but I don't do this shit for fame
And I'm loving what I got I play this shit like it's a game