Full Metal

[Intro] You should be rollin' up by now Locate your lighters Brother hasn't been dead for long Look, there's still some color in his face His soul is probably still at the gate I just have to pull it back The same way he did [Verse] Uh I call my brother Sun 'cause he shine like noon time Alaska on the turnpike maneuvering mine GT5, my nerves is ice And I wouldn't change none of it in hindsight, believe this 'Cause if I wouldn't have been that, then I wouldn't be this Inspiration for niggas who out there chasing that paper Walkin' the walk and runnin' over them haters Outline it in chalk, that conversation is deaded 'Cause I'm living for the loot and you wasn't talkin' no bread, bitch (I just have to pull it back) Cake all layer-ish, player all Himalay-erish, got the 420 vision Rollin' doobies up, rollin' doobies up, up in the incision Moroccan furnishings, projection screen built in my ceiling I spit the picture so vivid because I'm really living This Jet Life, tennis shoes and tuxedos Them other fools ain't fly, they fuckin' mosquitoes Don't work, they just cry and whine (I just have to pull it back) Fuckin' pinot grigio, you need to get on your grind (The same way he did for me) Stack a stack of dead people that done done some presidential time For that cash, I brung a claim tag, this is mine Fuck you doin' with that dough? AZ holdin' the baby, peepin' the whole scene I'm 'bout to blow, you know? [Outro] I just have to pull it back