[Intro]:
Wes, Wes, Wes, Wes
JC what up, Killa Cuts what up?
[Verse 1]:
Ayo, the trucks is Hummers in summers tires Pirelli smooth
Great TC's skippin' Liza Minelli, Mahogany lens, Burgundy frames, Wallabee kicks
Probably bent, tryna murder the game
Middle ground music, I'm tellin' y'all we did it
Don't flow, needs all my peoples LRG fitted
From New York glasses on table, dressin' goons plus just us in the building, fuck what you feelin', what!
Who responsible for West's resurrection, from bless the stress just is a lesson I guess, cats is jelly
Rather see me in a celly with a celly than on the celly
Tourin’ with Kelly as gas feelin' my belly
Ain't the same as playin' skelly with these niggas instead of 4-star tellies, 4 slugs in my pelly, it's strife
To some niggas is life gotta accept it, whether wrong or is right the songs that I write they like it
[Chorus]:
You can hate me, diss me, screamin' about me
Let me know that you thinkin' about me yesss
The animal you bringin' up out me, let me know that you thinkin' about me, yesss
Pop shit go ahead and shout me
Let me know that you're thinkin' about me, yesss
Gossip singin' about me, let me know that you're thinkin' about me, yess
[Verse 2]:
Yo, yo, yo, I smoke tree the wrong forest, thank God everyday
I'm a Virgo born in August with snake in my blood
No hate in my love, the things that you ain't capable of
Old guns that ain't makin' me tough
So focused call me tunnel vision, who I’ll be for my sons in prison
Open your A's if you don't wanna miss it, 'cause I'm the God in light
On the right fork in the road when the timin' is right, I walk on your fork in no hopes
Hope these cats is gettin' the message before the pressures of the industry
Get the best at keepin' you stressin' me, NOPE!
I see the weakness in every man clique
Fellas is either jealous of fuckin' they main bitch, is somethin' they can't switch
Bassman producin' ya
Devil DNA in your blood fuckin' with Lucifer
Cuz, strife is life gotta accept it
Whether wrong or is right, the songs that I write they like
Either wrong or the right, the songs that I write they like it
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]:
Check it, my name is like the blood that pump in my veins
My flow is like the fluid floodin' your drain, razorblade to the jugular vein
I come from the pain, the harvester came with the game
Stay in my brain, claimin' they caught up remained the same
Fuck fame, can't change tomorrow but today’s the day
Leave it right before you take losses
Be your own man don't rely on fake bosses
Charges get acquitted and sendin' Marine enforcements
I swear, life in the common law state, got me waitin' erryday for an execution date
And these bitch niggas try you but they don't wanna die
They see you in anything you can't look you in the eye
And these rap dudes is so clueless, talk the real slick sounding foolish, I'll show you how to do this, son, show you how we move in units, cuz!
Whether wrong or is right the songs that I write, they like it, CHU!