tryna turn a four and a half to a whole thing
feeling guilty but gettin' it on man
Going so hard, it's like I'm us,
I got a clone lane (let's go)
I'm just here to coach the whole game
The Good Dope Stove, this what they call me
It don't matter what you want hoe,
or you won't see me on 16 South
Tryna rob me, they gon' find
Fuck you was thinkin' about,
we don't play this shit in the South
I wish that I can sell drugs without
But my hommie might be plannin' to pull
I know the po- po wanna put us where my ground,
it's all a part of they plan, Jack
Niggas kill niggas and they're
Even if we ain't tryna go to war,
two plus two fuck one time
I'm just out here on my grind
I'm just out here on my grind
Even if I gotta hustle cocaine
I'm just out here on my grind
Ain't gon' let the jacker
I'm just out here on my grind
If I'm gon' make a wrongin',
Yeah, I can't stand my baby mama,
I'm like most of you nigga
I just don't stick around for that
bullshit like most of you nigga
Going through it so just your kid
can't be close to your nigga
Or be like me and had your kids
barely knowing a nigga, damn
I know you be fucking your home- girl
These bitches ain't shittin', these
Smiling in my Facebook, really
My aim forward is the realest
I ain't callin' none of y'all back
August 9, 2009, y'all know,
y'all should have killed me
I promised the guilty will feel me
I already livin' the fantasy,
I don't need a team, chill
Thought I was living it up,
I think I stress too much
All these money but I daydream about
Well, I came in the dough, said it before
I never live life with bread, no more
She'll be with me that's why
you gotta check your hoes
She ain't nothing but a bitch,
I don't respect y'all hoes
Seeing Thomas was my stalker,
we ain't courting number nine
She was lookin' at my crib,
couldn't believe it was mine
I wish I could come down one
Without having to say fuck somebody
I wish I could hit the corner once
And ain't gotta worry about
two plus two fuck one time
I'm just out here on my grind
Even if I gotta hustle cocaine
I'm just out here on my grind
Ain't gon' let the jackers murder me,
I'm just out here on my grind
If I'm gon' make a wrongin',