[ Featuring KidKrazee ]
Streets know I got what they need I'm serving shit you never could give
I gotta family to feed I gotta make sure that my legacy live
You give that lil bitch a keys I gave her some cash to tell where he live
She gave me the money n weed from right out the stash she said it was his
Niggas just wanna be stars like they living large I bet it's a fib
Look at these jokers I know that they frauds we pullin they cards I bet they regret
I can sit n complain boutta a loss if I take an L imma double or triple it
If my man in the can imma visit him
I got my hand on the stretch then im milking it
Whatever come wit it I want it
Whatever come wit it I want it
Whatever you need I got it
Still wit the feens in robbas
Still Breaking down keys to quarters
Baking soda lock it up in the water
Kitchen whipping niggas thinking it's Goya
Moms dishes missing seeing coke on the foil
I still gotta get it my nigga don't care about all of the shit that's gonna come wit the risk
I had living conditions that forced me to step up n get it since I was kid
Shit im still reminiscing on feelings i lost in them trenches what made me a man
I got niggas in prison I know what it take in this game to pay my mommas rent
I got what they need
Molly n weed
Game on lock I been serving em keys
Still on the block wit the robbas n feens
If it Ain't bout money youn ain't talking to me
Trap still hot like a hunnid degrees
I'm still Scraping the pot bro I need every g
N I'm still ducking them cops when I stay wit my heat
I seen niggas got popped when they walk in the streets
Im still chilling wit robbas n killas
Right on that block where I lost all my feelings
Shit I won't stop bro I need me a million
I still gotta get it whatever come wit it
Industry feats and I'm still independent
Check the time ain't a been broke in a minute
Speak what I know I just spit what I'm living
Reap what I sow i see karma that's hidden
I got some shit that they need
Feens n junkies n tweaks my three favorite people
I was just serving them geeks cuz they pay me good I charge em 100 a g
I'm moving white like teeth i gotta get paid that broke shit was bothering me
Scratch off doing burnouts in the trackhawk wit a bad bitch she gimme head in the jeep
New Glock shoot fast n it's furious
Spend a check at sax on Amiris
Said it's up come try it n see
100 robbas and killas and thieves grinding wit me
Split that bag and do it again
Get that cash this shit coming in
Bro put on his mask when he out in traffic he get the pass n shoot for the rim
Got it all I can get what you need
Chasing the bag I ain't going to sleep
If we ain't getting bread than you boring me
They ain't aiming at legs when they blow that heat
All I ever wanted was blue faces
I was sinning all so I made amends
I was waiting and ran outta patience it be suicide to f*ck wit the kid
If it's do or die then it's you or me
