Tesla

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis] Dear lord have mercy on me I don't give a fuck about none of you niggas I'm one person homie One nigga in the cruel world I used to picture myself in the sky And now I'm soaring through the cool worlds Ain't it funny how thoughts work I'm steaming marijuana cause I figure it's clockwork A matter of seconds, I'm innocent Now it's, I'm watching diminishing power I'm watching all the latest who'd sooner devour And I just want a piece of that Free from all the greed of the prestigious cats I plead they never take my soul from me and I'll bleed for that Do you believe in that? Nigga's hearts weak, I can feel it That's why I hardly speak, only visions I only keep my focus on these missions, can't nothing breach it Wolf Gang with no secret or misses who bring the heat to the kitchen [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] God bless the child that got his fucking own ESGN we left that other label fuck alone Up under the mask, in front of the stove, bitch, I'm right at home We shipping the load and dip in some Vogues, you know what we riding on  East side, Five-Trey gang banger, caine slanger Smokin the best in the Tesla electical, bitches I'm lane changing You know I threw some Forgies on that fucker Bring in the swish unless you ready to jump in orgies When I bust, I made a movie out that groupie, told your bitch to play the lead in that My nigga was hitting, while I'm in the kitchen straight zipping up a freezer pack I'm about to bring the beeper back Do you believe in that? Hell yeah, I know you do These ' is motor rolling boots, it's literally the shit to live by Die to , get high to ; they fucking with Gangsta Gibbs Whether they Crip walk, or Piru, the dope gang, these hot boots So pop back as I do, bitch I said the dope gang was my boots, sold my past as I do, bitch [Verse 3: Hodgy Beats] And I just broke up with my bitch Told her get the fuck out my whip Yellow bricks is the money, her name is rich  You get clotheslined stitched if you snitch, snitch I got one clip and I don't miss, bitch You're like a bird to the scarecrow, a pharaoh I am, hit a nigga with a rare bow But with aero prepared to release through narrow ghettos My position is bare flow, Flintstone rocks, I know you smell me nigga I'm getting money, money is good, what can you tell me, nigga? Nothing, comprendre? I'm popping cd's and sensei I cover my mouth and hold my tongue for shit I can't say Ate her a couple of months, now this house full of hella squishy Pussy, don't try to push me, I'm star diving, free falling Get off of who? These nuts, free balling You got one for and I got four number three calling Keep it 300 or 3 stacks, I never act but I'm 'bout the action when I react, negro