Give it to you straight, no frills What I think might pay the bills Spit on the cam like Makaveli (Fuck y'all) Came home in the 2011 Pasadena John calling me relly Ain't know where none of this shit was headed (I ain't even know) In a LAC, Nak gon' protect me Bro just crashed, fucked up his Dodge Now he shopping for another HEMI (Escape from [?] , I wrecked the wheel) Did the dash, got outta dodge Crashed out grandmama car They got tipped off by a civilian (Yes sir) Yes sir, think I already feel it Sweatshirt, 'cause you know how revenge is best served Cold dish (Pressure cookin' roast) No assist, I'm out here on a mission Triple doublin' of of the strips Get ghost like I need a killer Get ghost like a apparition Home town hold me down like a rock So you know how I gotta skip it (Skip, skip it) So you know just how we living Took it slow, saw what it could give me Hit the road, go a mile a minute Mask on like a supervillain Daniel, who you in the den with? Lion Wasn't lying when I told Dawg's on the floor now 'cause I skinned 'em On the 10, east homebound I just broke down with the chemist (Yeah) Midtown, niggas pimpin' (You know how we get it) Iceberg, MAC kinda slim What they couldn't see sink the ships Capsize mean you's a flip (We know you) Send a postcard from the depth Bleed the vein 'til nothing left You look drained, you should get some rest (Yeah, go get some rest) You look drained, you should get some rest
Compositores: Robert Mansel, Thebe Kgositsile (BMI)Editores: Randomblackdude Publishing LLC (BMI), Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #41372322 em 07/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM