Watch Your Self

[Intro] Stop [Verse 1] Cuz ain't gone hard in a minute Malcolm at the march since they started pandemic I got niggas in the back with assaults in the tinteds I ain't talking 'bout the battery, I charge for opinions Only fact is that I'm still the only rapper that can walk inside the label Tell 'em that I want your boss' percentage I be switching outta cars like I'm auctioning I can't tell you what it cost, only bought shit to rent it I'm talking it's bigger than Forbes, triggers in fours Enough money to kick it, still kickin' in doors Can't smell a brick when it's bigger imports 'Less they rip through the walls or they dig in the floors Pinterest, shopping off Pinterest They don't want the commas, think they popping off a sentence That's why I be outta town every time I'm in the pictures I don't want my last words saying I be in the trenches, I kept it a G Folks in the hood who you might think is hoodlums, they legends to me If you ain't killing no opp or rebuilding no block, then it ain't too much left in the streets My nigga just graduated from college and got his self booked with a second degree I'm fresh outta bondage and settlement free, now I'm working on Mac like I'm set up with Steve I don't stress it enough, I don't have down time Really be up, I don't do down sides Still eating up, not bitching 'bout money Got rich in my twenties 'cause that's what they count by Peace on the get up, I pieced it together I might need you now, but you need me forever Niggas be shooting they shot at my baby But I don't be hating we read 'em together like yeah [Chorus] Can't talk about a damn thing that's on me Watch yourself, can't pop enough champagne, that's on me Watch yourself, know I got it off the campaign, that's all me Not your help, not your help All this unconditional All this unconditional They side still might gas you up My side still might vent you though Legs too long, seat, back it up My bitch don't ride Aventadors My side still be acting up I lost my inhibitions in a fire [Verse 2] Ask about the last nigga call his self pulling up akimbos Allegedly somebody busted out they windows Allegedly parked a G-Wagon on different blocks Allegedly and them niggas left in a different box Slightly fresh, all these Nike Techs I got with Nike checks, fuck It, I'm hoarding My sneakers imported, my outfit imported And I don't rock Gucci 'cause I can't afford It I'm pricing out the keys to the lease with the beach and the weather And the fleas on they knees for the frees and the better Bitch, I bought the trees to the leaves for the cheap, tell your squeeze She could sneeze in Belize and a breeze wouldn't bless her I'm soaking up, don't do coconut How you claim you the opps and you close to us? I was just on your block, told your folks wassup I know your bitch hear that knock, nigga, open up, I'm with the fuck shit [Chorus] Can't talk about a damn thing that's on me Watch yourself, can't pop enough champagne, that's on me Watch yourself, know I got it off the campaign, that's all me Not your help, not your help All this unconditional All this unconditional They side still might gas you up My side still might vent you though Legs too long, seat, back it up My bitch don't ride Aventadors My side still be acting up That's just all off principal [Saxophone Solo]