I got a chalkboard, and I'm in a big swing
Uh, I got to be sold up
You be the block, you gotta feed the block
You did, yeah, you did
Fake hard, good in the hood
When I come through, flex my muscles
They can take me out the trenches, but they can't take the hustle
Like me, you tryna hypnotize the kid
With no thick-ass thighs
Head first in the street all my life
I survive, ain't die
I'm tryna make you magical
Give you all you need
I know you probably used to wanna be
But I don't know what you need
If you ever came through for a nigga
I swear I love you
Try to rob, ain't going for nothing
I don't create the bosses, bitch
I pull up, need my money right away
Come through like a usher
Tie my shoulder around my face
Murder, that my new disguise
You ain't never did * in the street
But shoot at the sky
All these niggas claiming they some killers
Who the * done died?
I ain't got no time to waste, lil' baby
Let me come inside
Shoot about the way I'm feeling you
We can catch a vibe
Beat it and mistreat it
I'm going too hard for no reason
Murder, what's the use?
She wrote, I got more stripes than Adidas
Running all these routes
I can't walk too fast like a cheater
Niggas, bitches, I got motion
Now that hit me for no reason
If you on me, better play me
With my money, cause I need it
I'm a gangster, I ain't going for *
And they spend niggas either
Fake or good in the hood
When I come through, flex my muscle
They can take me out the trenches
But they can't take the hustle out of me
He tryna hypnotize the kid
With them thick-ass thighs
Head first in the street all my life
I survive, ain't die
I'm tryna make you magical
Give you all you need
I know you're probably used to wannabes
But I'm the one you need
If you ever came through for a nigga
I swallow you
I'm tryna rob, ain't going for nothing
All this *, I don't quit the bus, lil' bitch