She said she want a real street n***a, fool for show, don't give a G Know you ain't really been hurt, let's shoot for what's inside of me I'm by the store with my black forces, cargo pants and all white tee's The fact I got a lot of money might be the reason I sit neat They got the chances that I took it, could've sent me to the pen I thought about school on this, took this off the head, I ain't need no pen I talk the topic of the book, stay out the way, round up some bands Rings in my pocket, super full, got your finesse, finesse, finesse Finesse, finesse, finesse by a finesse Nobody think they ever play, ain't gon' get put up on that scratch We got your all wheel, let's go, that glizzy sound like a veranda That ain't my cat, my life a movie, bitch and I ain't got no director Don't stand no track, got glocks, got Uzis, got anything that's bound to work Always told that 30-30, but you know I *** with F and S When that count happen to a bitch, I learn that from young Hector Know when he the biggest flex, a corner on what she said She want the real street, nigga, fool for show, gon' give it to you Know you ain't really been hurt, let's shoot for what's inside of me I'm by the store with my black forces, cargo pants and all white tee's The fact I got a lot of money might be the reason I sit neat They got the chances that I took it, could've sent me to the pen I thought about school on this, took this off the head, I ain't no Ben I talk the topic of the book, stay out the way, run on some Ben Three's in my pocket, super full, got your finesse, finesse, finesse