Full Metal

[Intro]

You should be rollin' up by now

Locate your lighters

Brother hasn't been dead for long

Look, there's still some color in his face

His soul is probably still at the gate

I just have to pull it back

The same way he did

[Verse]

Uh

I call my brother Sun 'cause he shine like noon time

Alaska on the turnpike maneuvering mine

GT5, my nerves is ice

And I wouldn't change none of it in hindsight, believe this

'Cause if I wouldn't have been that, then I wouldn't be this

Inspiration for niggas who out there chasing that paper

Walkin' the walk and runnin' over them haters

Outline it in chalk, that conversation is deaded

'Cause I'm living for the loot and you wasn't talkin' no bread, bitch (I just have to pull it back)

Cake all layer-ish, player all Himalay-erish, got the 420 vision

Rollin' doobies up, rollin' doobies up, up in the incision

Moroccan furnishings, projection screen built in my ceiling

I spit the picture so vivid because I'm really living

This Jet Life, tennis shoes and tuxedos

Them other fools ain't fly, they fuckin' mosquitoes

Don't work, they just cry and whine (I just have to pull it back)

Fuckin' pinot grigio, you need to get on your grind (The same way he did for me)

Stack a stack of dead people that done done some presidential time

For that cash, I brung a claim tag, this is mine

Fuck you doin' with that dough?

AZ holdin' the baby, peepin' the whole scene

I'm 'bout to blow, you know?

[Outro]

I just have to pull it back