murda she wrote
cymphonique
hating behind my back yeah i'm
already know you getting mad
when i'm walkin in the booth
the only reason you be hating
is 'cause i'm telling the truth
forget the stash spot a little
yeah and what's the reason for
hating a stash you callin' yourself 'gangsta gansta ain't
and they empty they pockets
like dudes at the strip club
some of these artist think they blazin' i don't get it
'cause i'm something like a bentley coupe you're something like a civic
a pretty girl but g'd up with
got a house in la but the south in my blood
make the game say ughh just like my pops
i be rollin' in the drop especially when it's hot
it's louis and versace from the bottom to the top
turn they nose up when they see diamonds and the watch
they see me chambing to the top
they say the industry full
my whole team comin' with me
all gold everything when i touch
you can't compare me to them lames
while your chickens layin' eggs
windows dark like mascara
i can't tryna fall off like the last chick did
'can't walk in these designer shoes 'cause ya'll just kids
one thing on ya mind should be
keepin' from gettin' locked up
stop worrying 'bout me and get yo guap up
four and five don't be no hater
i body back them grand back stones: oakland raiders
i just murdered this beat but i ain't no rapper
i'm the first r&b trapper i'm just playing get my mixtape passion