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?