[Hook]
May they rest in peace (X4)
I got y'all though (x3)
[Verse 1]
We got plans for the Pavilion
From hood dreams to revealing shit
Now every song means a dealership
Never had a problem with the girls that I dealing with
Uh, I said I Pittsburgh Steal Her quick
Even out the odds nigga
I be on some dealer shit
I'll never fall
I'm as hot as y'all
I'm in a Golden State, tell Golden Tate I got the ball
Officially replacing the best
Like the new refs
Make this shit so complex like a game of chess
Kings mate and Queens date
It's all the same thing
Dropping time like these bitches dropping jaws
It's a hunger strike
I just dropped that film Jaws
Life is beautiful but everybody got flaws
And I stay in awe, with no applause
May this beat rest in peace
With all its other mates
And all the other greats
That paved the way
For them niggas like me, getting figures like these
Will leave em all broke
Hearts, fingers, and knees
What's really good? What's really hood?
Cornerstones for corner stores
Up them niggas stood, up them niggas stood
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Shortly after
Grandma passed
And I'm like, "aye yo God, what happened to the touchdown"
Started rapping till I seen my niggas touch down
6 ft deep, can't wait to see my haters touch ground
But no coffins, they all die slowly
Black mixed into gray
Ain't talking bout Ginobli
But I'm just kidding around, Uncle Vester
We all came together, United like Manchester
We should kick it like Rooney
Like a sensei
Girl let me come scoop you up on a Sunday
Get it, let me scoop you like a Sundae
My church day's a fun day so guess what It's gunplay
Bible on the dash
Word to my nigga Gunplay
This shit ain't cool like a Monday
Word to my rapper days
Word to the rapper Dayz
Lets be real, I've seen better days
Niggas talking shit, have you walking with a limp
Or unseen; Black Lex with a Tint