i don't know what they hating for
they don't know what i been through
pray to god to close hell's doors
show me light that i can walk to
unless it come from that 44
need less and they want more like
shining nice in my dreams nigga
china white in my jeans nigga
money here so them chickens lurking
tryna bless the world with these new verses
make speakers knock and start a new disturbance
they ain't know my purpose
i was just walking 'fore you seen me swerving
no bottom promise just a lot of problems
atlanta stand in this black turban
trap hot and them goons lurking
handle that and get room service
risk and call room service
tell em give your girl my room number
maybe on my broom twerking
i'm still tipping on four fours
they don't know what they talking bout
i'm the one to try and talk it out
bitch you ain't talking right so i'm in your mouth
i don't walk around like ironman
but this steel hand will make you think i'm lying
future bright so i think i'm shining
know a lot of niggas want to undermine it
rather see me under then draped in
born to win and these hoes know
on they mind like good weed
still cooling like a winter breeze
cause i need all of my royalties
real niggas been loyal to me
we just tryna live royally
put the engine up when them
mindstate on that grind state
well done when i cook it up
live life in that fast lane
real nigga that's ingrained
living life in that fast lane
i'm still tipping on four fours