give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
ain't nothin' between us but space and opportunity
no time for childish shit and buffoonery
i don't want no clowns hanging 'round me
gotta peep the borderline haters on the cuffs
it's hard trust the people that you trust
the closest one to you that always borrow
they'll line you up tomorrow for some marbles
i can look a human in the eye like a stock
and tell right away that he ain't no good guy
his energy in this aura ain't connected
he jealous his pockets is anorexic
my dreams was twenty-to-one
i accepted my failures and didn't blame anyone
sign hella cousins to your label and they rap
chances are a couple gon' stab your ass in the back
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
i'm ganged up and sharp like a cactus
i'm all over it like flour on raw chicken
i don't bogus shit ain't no reneggin'
i done mastered and perfected the art of gassin'
not once did i fall asleep
if there's yayper bein' made
we can't be friends if 40 ain't your top ten
don't ever mention my name in the same sentence as sucka shit
the bay is what i claim and i never been a
i been at workin' in virtual meetings all day
i'm a veteran but i'm current and i'm on
every word that i say can be a song
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space
give me six feet and an ounce of space