Legend in my city, run toward a milli, never putting on a front
They play with my name, I play different games, rolling him up like a blunt
I mean what I say, never conversate, I don't stutter bitch I stunt
At the end of the day bitch I came from the bottom so I'm entitled to the hunt
Still putting hundreds out, in my city
Rockets like Houston now, I ain't Whitney
Like might be comedic but I ain't witty
We blowing up to the clouds, like a chimney
Don't know what stopping is, I'm not with it
I swerve in that foreign bitch, you a witness
I might cop a foreign bitch, for the gimmicks
I just might put four in bitch, just like my lyrics
Stack it up, stack it up, you talk, can't back it up
Your bitch ain't bad enough, I'm just a savage huh
She be so average, we kill like assassins
Jump like i'm Ezio, fly like Aladdin I
Don't care about the matter, I still back my mans up
Go crazy, I spasm, spit fire like dragons
Attack with the canons, we blow down your castles
You ain't got no money I'm richer by masses
Death before dishonour
Ten toes down, bitch I'll lie to your honour
In the clouds, I blow shit like Osama
Keep it hot like I sat in the sauna
Im lit like I'm Carter
F*ck your bitch proper
Ain't no lie, with the gang and she topped us
Ain't no sign, bitch ain't nothing gone stop us
Keep it fly, take your head with a chopper
I might f*ck and drop her
I'm facing some changes in cities where i'm moving litty, I ain't gonna pause, bitch I run it up
I'm with the gang til they end me so lord please protect me I cannot be stressed when I'm walking out
Keep it a hundred, I don't f*ck with these rappers they fakes and they snakes but they talk like they one of us
Circle is smaller, my money got taller and i'll never finish, continuous grinding up
Legend in my city, run toward a milli, never putting on a front
They play with my name, I play different games, rolling him up like a blunt
I mean what I say, never conversate, I don't stutter bitch I stunt
At the end of the day bitch I came from the bottom so I'm entitled to the hunt
Still putting hundreds out, in my city
Rockets like Houston now, I ain't Whitney
Like might be comedic but I ain't witty
We blowing up to the clouds, like a chimney
Don't know what stopping is, I'm not with it
I swerve in that foreign bitch, you a witness
I might cop a foreign bitch, for the gimmicks
I just might put four in bitch, just like my lyrics