| When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon |
| I’m gettin' money these niggas don’t know the meanin' |
| I just got to leanin' cause I was double cup feenin' |
| Out there rockin' the Glock niggas bet' not come in between it |
| When I was 16 I was on the phone with' a nina |
| Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers |
| If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin' the teachers |
| Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah |
| I’m a bring the guap and I’m a bring the hoes too |
| And I got my shooter you can get your ass barbecued |
| Jump this motherfuck how deep, nigga how are you? |
| Ride on yo block lookin' for you, nigga where are you? |
| You was lookin' suspect, I ain’t want to harm you |
| Goin' real fast I can show you what the turn do |
| Yes I was with' yo bitch nigga that don’t concern you |
| Steam out that choppa gon' fuck around and iron you |
| Came out the streets made it further than the block go |
| All my vatos countin' guap, eating nachos |
| Acting like you ride nigga 'till you hit a pothole |
| Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on 'em macho |
| K let off and it’s sounding like a congo |
| Go in my hood and it’s sounding like a jungle |
| Ain’t been back yet I’m still running from the popo |
| This.45 got more kick than the.44 |
| When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon |
| I’m gettin' money these niggas don’t know the meanin' |
| I just got to leanin' cause I was double cup feenin' |
| Out there rockin' the Glock niggas bet' not come in between it |
| When I was 16 I was on the phone with' a nina |
| Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers |
| If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin' the teachers |
| Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah |
| I’m sipping on like Kool-Aid |
| I love money like Jay love D’Ussé |
| Counting big bands like hip hip hooray |
| Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray |
| Come get your fix fuck around, be too late |
| Drank that you’re sipping fuck around, be bool aid |
| Chains on me look just like ice age |
| I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid |
| Keep sneak dissin' boy you don’t wanna fight me |
| Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y |
| When we let shots off she was sounding feisty |
| Plotting on shit she was sounding real heisty |
| Lazy ass nigga always worried bout what niggas do |
| Want to up the heat? Nigga duck 'cause I’m finna shoot |
| Fuck around and hurt nigga have the shells ending you |
| If you get money hit the lot 'tell 'em Bentley you |
| When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon |
| I’m gettin' money these niggas don’t know the meanin' |
| I just got to leanin' cause I was double cup feenin' |
| Out there rockin' the Glock niggas bet' not come in between it |
| When I was 16 I was on the phone with' a nina |
| Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers |
| If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin' the teachers |
| Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah |