Highly Praised

[Intro]

Yeah, these niggas in trouble, man

Look

[Verse]

Bust my gun then I sold base

Right on Bergard off of Doat place

Fuck around, get shot in your face

They won't find your body, that's a cold case (Brrr)

Drinkin' Spade, I bought a cold case

Money comin' fast, not a slow pace (We gettin' money, nigga)

Before I cash out the bricks, nigga

I'ma sniff and see how that coke taste

My main bitch get the Bentayga

My side bitch whip the Masi' truck

A nigga gettin' shot literally

If he's on his record takin' shots at us (Boom, boom, boom)

You can play them little games with them other rap niggas

But not with us (Don't play with us, nigga)

Thirty clips in the Glocks with us

That's the smallest blicky that we got with us (Ah)

Shootin' big shit with extendo clips

Gun long as legs on Bol Bol (Brrrrrr)

Young shooter with a old soul

Put it to your head, then he blow holes (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

Only time bro-bro don't got us posed

When he in parole, woah (Hahaha)

Cookin' bricks at Vanessa house

Let her keep the extras out, the whole boat (Here, take this shit)

Dior kicks was eleven hund'

I've seen more bricks than you've ever slung

Over bullshit, bet my weapon rung

If the war kick, we don't ever run

Feel like I've been on a forever run

Me fallin' off, that day will never come (Ha)

All my tapes classic, nigga, every one (Every one of them shits)

But still feel like my work is never done (I'm still workin')

Certified May Block killers

We got bodies on every gun (You know the vibes, nigga)

Nigga shot five niggas last week (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Asked the homie why and he said it's fun (Brr)

I hustle hard for my bread to come

And I'm greedy, nigga, I want every crumb (I want it all)

Don't make me have to kill a rap nigga

Have his funeral done by Reverend Run (Hahahaha)

Bitch, it's the Drum

[Outro: Conway the Machine + Sample]

Yeah, you know what's up, pussies

Machine, bitch

Your bitch wanna fuck me, nigga

I'm richer than you niggas

I'm fresher than you niggas

I mean, what else?

"Every child looks like their father when they're born. Doesn't matter boy or girl. Doesn't matter who they look like three days later. When they come out of the womb they are a perfect reflection of the man who made them. You wanna know why? It's nature's way of proving that you're the father. So that you don't think the baby belongs to someone else, and kill it. There's no such thing as a good man. All men are bad. But some of us try real hard to be good"