Toast to Me

[Intro]

Heatmakerz, crack music

Oh, so that I may wor—

Worship you (Oh, so beautiful)

I need you, too

[Verse 1]

They said get there by midnight, I'm way beyond twelve (Fuck that)

I ain't comin', I'm jettin', Le'veon Bell

My baby mom, they ask why I leave the chick

She too good for me, I'm a piece of shit (Word)

I'm from these cold streets, phased, braised and gold teeth

Me and Monsta circlin' blocks lookin' for old beef (Have you seen her?)

Surrounded by graveyards and murals (Cemetaries)

I lost my nigga, plural

Bloodshed and Hud 6, my brain done went sterile (Crazy)

Plus investigation from the bureau (FBI)

But the truth told, my lawyer, man, he too cold

But they still snoopin' around lookin' for loopholes (Yeah)

What you tell 'em? I know the statute of limitations (Well, I do)

A trip to Mexico, tryna fight the temptation (Sheesh)

They want me back, in Juarez they waitin'

I look at the phone, debatin', please leave me alone, Satan

[Chorus]

(Cartel want me out of retirement) All the hustlers rejoice (Rejoice)

Misunderstood females, I wanna hear your voice

(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby, have a toast on me

Now point at yourself and say, "A toast to me" (Hallelujah, baby!)

Your friend next to you, tell 'em this how it supposed to be (Supposed to be)

Light up that Paper Mate, AKA that potpourri

(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby (Shit), have a toast on me

Nah, it's a toast to me

[Verse 2]

I mean, it all seems necessary (What?)

For this money, by all means necessary (Yes sir)

If you messed up, it's very rare you get a pass

We the reasons bodegas doubled up on the plexiglass (That's what we did)

Why at midnight they lock the door, you gotta go

To the window, put your money in there when you spendin' cash (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

We the cause of that (Cause of that), and because of that (What?)

If you ever push play, I be causin' that

I ain't do football, in the streets I was quarterback (Hut)

Freekey Zekey Deion Sanders, see, he was my cornerback (Cornerback)

But I'm off of that (Off of that), I'm from a dust block

Where some of Wu-Tang used to come and place they orders at

Fistfights, shootouts, problems? Way short of that

If you had a problem, you'd be like, "I need my daughter back" (Please)

Doctors, insurance, nah, they can't afford all that

One day you'll be coughin', next week you in a coffin, Jack

A few blocks away from where the great Rich Porter sat (Location)

I wish I could say I was lyin', these all the facts (All the facts)

Facts on facts, I would unwrap my snacks

I ain't even have a prize in my Cracker Jack (Nope)

Now the cars are like Golden State 'cause we back-to-back (Back-to-back)

I'm from where the slogans began, "Crack is wack" (What else?)

"Just say no," "This is your brain on drugs"

"Drug-free school zone," name same, just slugs

[Chorus]

All the hustlers rejoice

Misunderstood females, I wanna hear your voice

(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby, have a toast on me

Now point at yourself and say, "A toast to me"

Your friend next to you, tell 'em this how it supposed to be

Light up that Paper Mate, AKA that potpourri

(Hey, Flee) Hey, baby (Shit), have a toast on me

Nah, it's a toast to me