I Keep That

[Verse 1] It's a few dudes wanna hit me 'til I die Forced to walk around with the semi on my side With a couple dum outs that'll empty if you try In that all blue Charger with the hemi on the side It's a few rappers that's quick to jones I just turn their song off and think 'sticks and stones' Click the chrome, don't pass that to me Unless you're trynna make Joe the next Cassidy I'mma addict, I don't cop one, I cop three And females, I don't stop them, they stop me And I don't go to parties for the music, the drink, or the dance I go to watch them watch me With no watch b, just my regular shit on T-shirt, rubberband telling me 'LiveStrong' R&B'd out, bumpin' Ideal 'Get Gone' And Jersey gon' ride out whenever that shit's on [Hook] See I walk with a lean, got a mean diddy bop on me Niggas know I keep a lil' bit of guap on me I could buy this bar out but I'm not homie Cause niggas know I keep a lil' bit of guap on me I'mma call you right back, I got the cops on me A black man with a lil' bit of guap on me Stash box, I need something to pop on me You know I keep that chopper and that guap on me [Verse 2] I'ma gambler So I pull up in that CLS looking like a Carolina Panther Philly Eagle on me to avoid the yank Cops cuff my jackets like a New Orleans Saint And the boys think something is sweet, I'm Lance Armstrong Keep getting accused of something I beat See me in the strip club looking for something to skeet While watching you trynna wife something I beat Just see how that guap get 'em, I got lots to give 'em But not you, slide off boo, I'm not tippin' I kept it real, told her 'I don't like how you're moving' She gave me the finger, said 'I don't like your music' I'm on my grind though I hate the action And insomnia gave me a delayed reaction I'm on a money hunt, can't take distractions And these Os'll add up once I chase Manhattan [Hook] [Verse 3] It's almost like I'm walking a tight wire You can't con a con or lie to a liar Look here, I'll fire Just say what I feel like I'm Kanye live standing next to Mike Myers Up like gas prices, might be on a private jet While you at Exxon, give me 5 reg You on some Jew shit, a little tight with your bread I'll spend it all, cook another pie instead, ya heard! [Hook]