different shit

styles p

i'm hustlin' tryna' get out of the city

and you tryin' hustle to get to me

i got plans

i can't get it on in the jungle

and when i get it together my way

i'm going back home

to clean that open space

doin' my thing

machine

ghost

my nigga

i'm on some cool shit

'cause i'm in the money

not in the bullpens

you should be into fuckin'

not in the bullshit

smokin' a balcony

daiquiris by the pool

kid

splurge on the late night menu

i seal off the way

the thirty-eight might end you

no longer selling raw

i'm an entrepeneur

take a good look

you ain't seen a monster before

yeah

i'm real ghetto

you ain't been to yonkers before

my young days was 2 guns up

blowing dumb haze

real quick to shoot at a nigga

even on sundays

yeah

i changed

i ain't the same fella

ask the wifey what she think about the range

yella

we smokin' on the beach

drinkin' pain killers

you ain't a gain

i got guns but you killers

nah

but a bodies nothing to brag about

i'm tryna' find my chi

you want the dragon out?

nigga fuck yo' set

whatchu flag about?

niggas is pussy so fuck it

i pull a magnum out

game is fact but some fiction in it

slang with some diction in it

peaceful but i hurt you

does that make me a hypocrite?

liquor pour a fifth of it

leave all a splif of it

always act the same

but i'm always on some different shit

game is fact but some fiction in it

slang with some diction in it

peaceful but i hurt you

does that make me a hypocrite?

liquor pour a fifth of it

leave all a splif of it

always act the same

but i'm always on some different shit

always act the same

but i'm always on some different shit

the joint lit

i got appointments

if you ain't talkin' about cash

then it's pointless

i got a itchin

gettin' moneys the ointment

niggas get you shot in the face over a coin-flip

couple a bucks ain't enough

never on front street

rather lay in the cut

paddle shift cool but i'd rather play with the clutch

silence is golden

never sing it enough

my mama told me to shoosh

no telling and no telling what i'm doin' to crooks

what i'm doing with books is getting information

yeah

call the cleaner

fix the situation

yeah

when i rhyme its like a dissertation

whether its vocal or verbal

the hood hoppin the hurdles

shit hurt your heart when your homie is tryna burn you

puttin' in work

the sweat soaked in your thermal

give people my pain

never wrote in a journal

maybe i outta do it

but maybe i'm talking through it

every line when i rhyme

my nigga

recorder to it

truth

game is fact but some fiction in it

slang with some diction in it

peaceful but i hurt you

does that make me a hypocrite?

liquor pour a fifth of it

leave all a splif of it

always act the same

but i'm always on some different shit

game is fact but some fiction in it

slang with some diction in it

peaceful but i hurt you

does that make me a hypocrite?

liquor pour a fifth of it

leave all a splif of it

always act the same

but i'm always on some different shit

always act the same

but i'm always on some different shit