Need Mine

[Intro]

Cook that shit up Quay

[Chorus]

I got accuracy when I shoot that stick (that stick)

It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop, I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)

I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit (that I quit)

But I was lyin' 'cause I had codeine in my piss

I'm takin' hard drugs, Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets

They keep my faded

Came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it

Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy

Couple homies owe me think I'm up so they ain't gotta pay me

[Verse 1]

When I hired out my whole team now they my faculty

Ever since I got that bag these bitches after me

She done sent this text that said she pregnant, she said gon' keep it

Thinkin' to myself like how hell did she get my semen?

My lil' nigga can't wait to wild out, they just need a reason

Thousand pounds of gas at the spot like it's Harvest season

My lil' homie thuggin' jus' got out but he keep his heater

I can't let Lil' Tiger out the house, he like to shoot at people

Two seater Beamer on my way to pick this money up

Semi tuck, try your luck, draw down, I won't give it up

Never runnin' from em', we runnin' to 'em, we on that bullshit

Let it slide, catch 'em out in public, we gon' deal with 'em

[Chorus]

I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick (that stick)

It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop, I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)

I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit (that I quit)

But I was lyin' 'cause I had codeine in my piss

I'm takin' hard drugs, Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets

They keep my faded

Came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it

Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy

Couple homies owe me think I'm up so they ain't gotta pay me

[Verse 2]

You gon' pay me when I see you, I need that money

Keep a smile on my face but it ain't funny

When I press the button they smashin' on site

We snuck the pistols in the club, we ain't tryna fight

Free all of my dawgs behind the walls fuck the system

Let em' pull up on me like it's cool, then we gon' flip 'em

Try to tell my man to slow it down but he went missin'

Couple months later I got the word somebody killed him

Man them hollow tips gon' burn when they get inside

Run it up I'm buyin' cars, this my fifth ride

Playin' with the startin' five, it ain't no sixth guy

You can see it in my eye, I won't let shit slide

[Chorus]

I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick (that stick)

It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop, I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)

I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit (that I quit)

But I was lyin' 'cause I had codeine in my piss

I'm takin' hard drugs, Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets

They keep my faded

Came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it

Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy

Couple homies owe me think I'm up so they ain't gotta pay me

[Outro]

They think they ain't gon' pay me but I need mine, I need mine