Young Cappa - Intellectual

[Intro]

Zaytoven

I was nine when I started selling weed

Then I turned thirteen got the fucking with the beast

Bumped into a Mexican, he got some keys

Tell me let one freeze before I start moving G's

My money up, I ain't tryna do no fees

I ain't tryna politic, nah, we ain't friendly

And wherever I'm at you know I'm loaded fully

Got the pack for 17, shipped it off for 43

Since I was young my momma knew I was a hustler

Had to think to myself I'm finna make these niggas suffer

Got your bitch in the penthouse, and I know she love it

Finna fuck her on the balcony because we don't need no covers

Then I send her back to her nigga 'cause I know he love her

I don't need a bitch pockets fat with the stubber

I don't wanna keep her, you can take her, you can cuff her

I'm tryna talk this plug down for a better number

I do this for my brother

I needa beat them

I need a better price

Need a bigger slice

Choppas with the light

Shoot on sight

We don't give a fuck

If it's day or night

Take him down

A hundred poles crazy about two hundred price