I been signed to the streets
360, I don't think I'll get released
before I get to see some peace
I ain't a rapper, I'm a beast
None of them, my brains used to nap
I never knew about no daps,
but I had a tin of grease
I was diggin' in that trap
Yeah, I gotta eat like Bon Appetit
I feel the fire by my feet
Different between me and them,
They be lyin' when they speak
They be thinkin' I gone soft
really scattered my machine,
I'm talking broad daylight
I can tell you what the piss in the hood was like
I can tell you about the shift
Tell you about the walls,
man's supposed to perform,
but they got stage fright
I can tell you about them
I protect me from the treachery
I'm thinking that I'm friendly, fuck a move
I watch Harry get a Bentley, I wanna boo
these hoes only show respect
You throw the money in the air,
And by the time I look down,
Big batty in a Yagi World track,
She got her hands in my Tom Fords
While I'm feelin' up to suffer law
And my roski on the run, still shuttin' raw
I guess that's better than a prison cage
I need a rap for every day that I did away
Blue phones, blue dinner plates
I can't whip it in your kitchen,
don't talk about no dinner date
Yeah, I went through the mic
From the ends where the killers made
You can't little bro the kid
And if I get back on Raves,
I want the one with the biggest name
but I've been signed to the streets 360,
I don't think I'll get released
so they all know they ain't get deep
before I get to see some peace
I don't wanna talk too much,