Shame

[Verse: 38 Spesh] Huh, these niggas won't get me for the summer Send me to the hunnids Bulletproof the last V strictly for the gunners Mission for the smokers, mission for the runners Brought white to the town, nigga, Christopher Columbus They ain't want see the plan to be the man I have to offer peter pan, three hundred grams When they was free eatin' clams we was in the can Now I want piece of lamb to feed the fam It's plain to see you can't change me Grindin' seven days straight in the same tee By day three niggas say I'm crazy I tell 'em bein' broke is somethin' I can't be Been shinin' since '98 in a GS4 TVs in the head with the VCR Now the Porsche Panamera got the DVR I tell her press record and cut the TV off I used to be ignored from a greasy whore I told her she gon' hurt more when she see me on I'm hard as the wall they paint graffiti on Big thick chain with the Nefertiti charm I ain't askin' for help Niggas try and Jew me down, now I'ma tax it myself They try to shoot me down, keep the Mac on the shelf And I stay Louis down, nigga, from the backpack to the belt (Huh) Niggas lack what I felt, that's pain Rappers get a couple plaques in they belt and act strange (Act strange) What that mean to me is they team is sweet and these niggas never seen the streets I was produced by gangstas, Prem' and P Throw your CD out the V like Queen Latif' I give every rapper sixteen a piece, that's means for beef Now it's time to clean the streets The tweet said I left Chris needin' me If I'm reckless my ex-bitch need some teeth Wanna have breakfast on a Tahitian beach These niggas can't F with me, capeesh?