Intro - Intellectual

[Intro]

Came in the game with all my faith in god and what I wrote

Now these hoes jumpin' out the truck and comin' out they clothes

I prayed to god, he gave me strength, tune out the hate, expose these hoes

Mike Amiri on my ass now, extend the bag now

It’s just something bout that Drac' when it go "Blrrrrt", I get a big smile

They tryna tear my image down, like I ain’t shit, they want the crown

Run up on me in a show whatever it’s a man down

I clapped for all you bitches when you made it, now where the love now

Rule number one, you keep your friends close and rivals closer

Never move that pack where you lay your head at, go pick a corner

Bitch mad at me about another bitch that I don’t even know her

Told granny I got her, imma put her in the latest rover

Then shit got a lil harder, I had to cope with life

I said "Motherfuck the game", now I mix my lean with sprite

Ahh shit, y’all done made me mad with all that hating shit

Pull up back to back in 2-door Bentley with no head bitch

Ion want yo pussy or the love, just want the head bitch

Made a big investment on my chopper, I got a kill switch

I been doing magic tricks with how I jump up in a bag

Put yo bitch up onna face and tell her toot up on that ass

Hop up out a all black Double R, I guess that’s why they mad

Add a fifty for the tension, yeah I had to extend the mag

Hey, these niggas ain’t balling like me, no

I held up my time, I got the cheat code

If his ass get wrong, get popped like free throw

Yeah bitch and you know how it go

I been chasing all this money, shit I been on the road

He tryna match my style, lil nigga fuck around and go broke

(??Your boyo Smokaaay??)

Fuck the Label, fuck the deal, I’m never selling my soul