Yeah, we clawin' up the pipelineWord on the streets, they miss me since I put the mic downSince I put the mic downThey say they miss me, nigga, since I put the mic downYeah, we clawin' up the pipelineWord on the streets, they miss me since I put the mic downNow them pick the mic upTell them the crowd pull back and we piped upI'm from the planet where them apes hideIf it wasn't for this music, I'd probably be trappin' out a vape shopA couple of choppers on deck with the safes lockedIn the trenches, niggas chasin' down the sack like Jay WhiteThey wanna see a nigga fold, bitch, I think notMashin' naked cash off the glass, nigga, bank shotGive me some G-Tank talk, bitch, we poolsideLemon drops, shrimps, and scallops on their food sideThe dojo will keep my composed on the cool sideAnd playin' with me, I drop my waterNo windows and let the tool rideMe and baby boppin' heads, I'ma smash outI'm on that R-Move swangin' like a glasshouseAll these risks I take, that's the reason I'm bossAnd when they throw salt on my name, they just season my sauceThey say it's love, it ain't no love, they just thinkin' I'm lostI just tell them likewise, but my fingers is crossedYeah, we clawin' up the pipelineWord on the streets, they miss me since I put the mic downSince I put the mic down, nigga, since I put the mic downThey say they miss me, nigga, since I put the mic downYeah, we clawin' up the pipelineWord on the streets, they miss me since I put the mic downNow they pick the mic upTell them the croc pulled back and he piped upI heard they lookin' for the kid, I'm on my grind, homieAnd if a nigga tell you something different, then they lyin' on meI swear a nigga can't stop me with my mind on itThey say you gotta trust the process, I took my grind on itTrack killer, felony flow, I commit a crime on itCash out, they send me the beat, I'ma spit a rhyme on itThe grapevines say they hatin', here we go againWho gives a *, I'm in this mall finna blow a tinAnd once I blow through this tin, I got more to spinGet into it, and y'all be goin' out, I be goin' inWhen it's time for me to eat, dawg, I'm hoggin' and flexin'Like it's Thanksgiving at the table, dawg, in the dressingAnd even though I fall short, he continues to bless meAnd when they ask me how I'm livin', I say I'm livin' my best oneYeah, I'm livin' my best oneWas out of time for six months, I used to live with my maskYeah, yeah, we clawin' up the pipelineWear it on the streets, they miss me since I put the mic downSince I put the mic downThey say they miss me, nigga, since I put the mic downYeah, yeah, we clawin' up the pipelineWear it on the streets, they miss me since I put the mic downYeahNow them pick the mic upTell them the crowd brought back and we piped up