My whole destination is to spit, strut, gag
He really a gangster, but they thought he was square as a box of Apple Jacks
He was getting his money for a minute, but then he had a couple of setbacks
But he a sore celebrity with bounce-back skills and ability
Raised by OGs, they've been in a correctional facility
See, the problem with this new generation, they hella quick to bust their guns
Without thinking about the repercussions, they relatives and loved ones
I can lick a fool in his pupils and just about tell what he about
By analyzing his hand gestures and what come out his mouth
That come from being from it, experienced and seasoned
From hustling Monday through Friday, clubbing and going to church on weekends
That's why I handpick my friends, never know what they a do
Trust no human, just G.O.D. and you
I stay looking in my rear view, I stay looking over my shoulder
Never know who want me out of here, never know who want me over
I can tell tall timber from tiny brush
Know the difference between a cabbage and a lettuce
I'm laced
Pull up a chair and get you a taste of this uncut game, no chase
Mother***er, I'm laced
Yeah, I ain't never been fake
Everything I said about you, I say it to your face
I'm laced
On eights, looking like skates
I never been late, learned the game from the greats
I'm laced
Stay in your place and don't hate
Cause *** with me ain't safe
If you can't cook, stay out the kitchen
If you can't swim, get out the ocean
Don't hop in the Yola game if you're soft as jerk as lotion
Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear
Analyze that food before you let him get near you
Keep sleeping one eye open and one eye closed
In case the thirsty and dusty trying to kick in your dog
Never tell a homie how you make love to your woman
Cause he might be the same homie that wanna *** your woman
Three sides to every story, it's mine, yours and the truth
Niggas lose their lives every day over a boot
Look your *** around and get stamped
*** your woman

***in' around with a tramp
Runnin' around here loose without no structure in your cap
What niggas need to do is stay up off them phones
Brackin' about the nigga you popped and killed last night
If it was in the dark, I'm come to light the streets tall
Next thing you know, your body outlined in chalk
On the sidewalk
I'm laced
Pull up a chair and get you a taste
Of this uncut game, no chase
Mother***er, I'm laced
Yeah, I ain't never been fake
Everything I said about you, I say it to your face
I'm laced
On eights, looking like skates
I never been late, learned the game from the greats
I'm laced
Stay in your place and don't hate
Cause *** with me ain't safe
I read the D-Boy Diary, the Hustler's Encyclopedia
The Player's Pamphlet, the Hood Wikipedia
The instructions in manual on how to handle certain situations
When you're dealing with fake smiling faces
And they say it's traitors and haters
You can look out for the homie, come through with flying color
But if you don't do it that one time, you a bitch, mother***er
I ain't that ***ed up
What part of the game is this?
Brother, throw me a bone, I'ma appreciate it
I stick to the script, I'ma laced in division
Keep a clip on my hip and under my pillow
Never leave your drink unattended when you're running up
And that cutie might be a setup wrong
My slip, my slip, my slip, my slip
You a goofy, I'll be damned if I go out that way
Feel me, I make her take a sip
If she don't drink it, that means she guilty
Can't be square as a pool table when twice is green
Gotta stand for something or you gon' fall for anything
I'm laced
Pull up a chair and get you a taste
Of this uncut game, no chase
Mother***er, I'm laced
Yeah, I ain't never been fake
Everything I said about you, I say it to your face
I'm laced
On eights, lookin' like skates
I never been late, learned the game from the greats
Nigga, I'm laced
Stay in your place and don't hate
Cause ***in' with me ain't safe
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