A Portion - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[?]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]

It took a while but I stuck to the code (Stuck to the code)

I set up shop at the spot on the block with my Glock, I ain't fuckin' with hoes (I ain't fuckin' with 'em)

Now it's a dub when I come on the road (Bitch)

Kick down the door, I ain't comin' to fold (Kick down the door)

I paid the price for this life, had to go buy some ice for the days I was stuck in the cold, another [?]

I brought some bread when I ain't had to do it (I did)

You and your partner a whole opportunist

I need every dollar, my bitch know she fuck with a baller

She feel like she Gabriеl Union (Haa)

And we steady spinning this Drac', kinda sound like an еngine

This bitch shoulda came with some cooler (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

I give 'em my all if they fuck with the movement

I looked out for bro but there wasn't nothin' to it (It wasn't)

I bought some new ice, I'm on some new shit

Ain't no more fast food, we be eatin' Ruth's Chris

Bro servin' eight balls, come with a pool stick

Try to rob who? This shit slim as a toothpick (Pew, pew, pew)

Bro had the vision and I had the blueprint

I need some vaccine, they know I'm too sick (I am)

We make a lollipop, nigga, the new lick

Pockets look just like a [?], they too thick (Yeahh)

I'm goin' harder

Ball like the Clippers, ain't come with a barber (Ain't come with it)

Know you wasn't there but got love for my father

I was headfirst when I dove in that water (Dove, dove)

We pop his top if he play with my partner (Bow, bow)

Ain't bite to bite, I ain't hanging with barkers (Bitch)

Runnin' from 12 and I ducked a few shells

And I took a few Ls but it's makin' me smarter, yeah, yeah

Far from a narcissist

I tried to get it, but it was unfortunate

Moved out my mama, I still pay the mortgages

These niggas jumped in the game, I was born in it

Let 'em go talk if he way too informative

Cut off his head, bring it back like an ornament

I'm bound to ball like I played in the tournament

Knife on the stick, this bitch came with a sword in it (Grr, bow, bow, bow, bow)

[Chorus]

She let me fuck and she got me recordin' it

I bought a storage, it came with a portion

She catch a kiss and she fill up an orphanage

Filet mignon, had to put me a fork in

Get out of your feelings

Ayy, Quincho run up a million, I made it out then, ain't no forcin'

I handle my business, yeah

My hustle relentless, I need the whole thing, not a portion

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