[00:33.817] Everywhere i step i'm stepping with precision
[00:36.641] Move in silence,all you hearing is the crickets
[00:39.393] Spirit of Malcolm X,by any means im getting
[00:42.304] Stirring the pot up'til my wrist bone get to clicking
[00:44.973] Stomach is growling,it sound like a hoopty engine
[00:47.774] I'm praying to God but my actions ain't so Christian
[00:50.610]Gimme the throat, I don't need no lip service from bitches
[00:53.416]I told the bitch stop using your teeth, that's cannibalistic
[00:56.197] Work it work it ooh,pulling up on you
[00:58.976] Where you at,give me your longitude and latitude
[01:01.795] This a ****ing coupe,ain't no room for you
[01:04.578] Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
[01:06.970] I'm a warrior,got some shooters on my team
[01:09.376]I'm a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
[01:12.266] Know i did some people wrong but that's how it had to be
[01:15.289] Lord Lord Lord, save some room for me
[01:28.670] Watch out
[01:29.406] Gucci Timberlands,I slip my feet in them
[01:32.081] 2008 Bape and APC denim
[01:34.901] Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
[01:37.674] When i get Rollies believe i'm freezin'them
[01:40.482] Ball out little homie,ball it out
[01:43.559] Call out fake hustlers,call'em out
[01:45.777] Put your guard up,ain't no time to talk it out
[01:48.462] How do i know where you live,hmm,word of mouth
[01:51.257] I might OD,might OD off this mighty weed
[01:53.927] You take a pull you gon'go,that's some gasoline
[01:56.777] You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
[01:59.414] You want surf and turf,i'm too cheap,you get Mickey D's
[02:02.285] You know that your boys witcha,if they gon'bleed witcha
[02:05.003] If they get money witcha,if they don't chief swishers
[02:07.728] And they not team switching,whenever the plot thickens
[02:10.668] And they would rather take a sentence'fore they start snitching
[02:13.507] Wanna know who done got my hoime shot
[02:15.468]That shit tied my gut in knots
[02:16.789]Pull up on that bitch, put his face to the curb and stomp
[02:19.581] Life is short and then you're gone,so i keep my money long
[02:22.348] Reason why i wrote this song,reason why i'm stunting on'em

Everywhere i step i'm stepping with precision
Move in silence,all you hearing is the crickets
Spirit of Malcolm X,by any means im getting
Stirring the pot up'til my wrist bone get to clicking
Stomach is growling,it sound like a hoopty engine
I'm praying to God but my actions ain't so Christian
Gimme the throat, I don't need no lip service from bitches
I told the bitch stop using your teeth, that's cannibalistic
Work it work it ooh,pulling up on you
Where you at,give me your longitude and latitude
This a ****ing coupe,ain't no room for you
Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
I'm a warrior,got some shooters on my team
I'm a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
Know i did some people wrong but that's how it had to be
Lord Lord Lord, save some room for me
Watch out
Gucci Timberlands,I slip my feet in them
2008 Bape and APC denim
Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
When i get Rollies believe i'm freezin'them
Ball out little homie,ball it out
Call out fake hustlers,call'em out
Put your guard up,ain't no time to talk it out
How do i know where you live,hmm,word of mouth
I might OD,might OD off this mighty weed
You take a pull you gon'go,that's some gasoline
You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
You want surf and turf,i'm too cheap,you get Mickey D's
You know that your boys witcha,if they gon'bleed witcha
If they get money witcha,if they don't chief swishers
And they not team switching,whenever the plot thickens
And they would rather take a sentence'fore they start snitching
Wanna know who done got my hoime shot
That shit tied my gut in knots
Pull up on that bitch, put his face to the curb and stomp
Life is short and then you're gone,so i keep my money long
Reason why i wrote this song,reason why i'm stunting on'em