Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Tell the judge that you can't stop clocks That pussy there can just lock locks
Oh, let me share this Hard times, found mice in my shared crib (Real) Whilst fuckin' up the scene, I'm a rare kid (Mad) Real life rap, I don't tell fibs (Nah) My nigga seen a milli, still sell sniff (Trapping) And if you want beef, better forfeit (Gang) 'Cause these days we walk with the four fiv And the four fiv will really make you walk stiff Made my label quick, made a major flick Now the clothes on my back, yeah they're tailor-made to fit Got Cali in my spliff No whips no more, just bikes and sticks It's the life that I live Check the price on my crib Got a big chain on, no knife on my hip Got stopped, two 25 large and I laughed at the sarge Like I made it tonight, I'm legit
Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Tell the judge that you can't stop clocks That pussy there can just lock locks
Last year I was pissed off (My bro Mist, why's that?) T-t-they tried stop my wings like I'm Rick Ross No wingster (Real) Long walks in the rain to the chip shop Yeah, I nearly give up Now any trick we pick we get our Late night meet with the G's, get your bricks up (Finesse) Bros got the trees and the ting tucked (Top bang) If we catch you late night, that's bad luck, mad stuff (It's real mad, real mad) Picture being famous being banged up Picture looking broke and you're stacked up These racks get a fuck boy wrapped up, mad stuff (It's real mad, real mad) Picture being famous being banged up Picture looking broke and you're wrapped up These racks get a fuck boy wrapped up Picture being famous being banged up Picture looking broke and you're stacked up These racks get a fuck boy wrapped up, mad stuff (It's real mad, real mad)
Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Tell the judge that you can't stop clocks That pussy there can just lock locks
(Even though I get mad guap) (Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks) Oh yeah (Even though I get mad guap) (Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks) Oh no (Even though I get mad guap) (Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks) Oh yeah (Tell the judge that you can't stop clocks) (That pussy there can just lock locks) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no) Even though I get mad guap Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah) Tell the judge that you can't stop clocks That pussy there can just lock locks
(Sickmade) M-I-S to the fuckin' T (Sickmade) It's been a long time fuckin' coming (Sickmade) Just know this year you fuckin' had it (Sickmade)