Talk to Em

Girl, he fresh as fuck
Big money
Hundred times a hundred
It's like I got a hand on the dice
Six, eight, bet it straight, bet your hand on your life
Split the cake, move the weight, seven bands by the night
Switch states, same face, I was raised where it's trife
Eat breakfast with the bosses, salmon, bacon and rice
Niggas haters, I'm exhausted, baby pass me a pint
Countin' blessings, mixed with cash, that's the shit that I like
Send a message for the bag, that's a brick of that white
Niggas stressin' over strays, put my dick in his wife
Steerin' with my left hand, got the stick in the right
Fat bitches need love, she could pay me to pipe
Rat bitches chasin' scrubs who be caught in the hype
Count a dub in the dark before I stand in the light
Bouncin' crud out the car, fuck ridin' a bike
Found a plug on the Rs, fuck around with a dyke
Feel like a thug in the heart, the outsider be nice
Niggas started switchin' up, I kept my money and pride
Bitches started pickin' up, acceptin' money and lies
Business started liftin' up, stretchin' beans and pies
Then we started givin' up, niggas dreams of time
My mama told me, "Listen up, you a king in your prime."
Grandma hold the kitchen up, these niggas fiendin' for dimes
Drama folded niggas up, now they screamin' and cryin'
Them commas started goin' up, I bought a beam for the nine
Bein' honest, blowin' up, it's a gift and a crime
Seein' chronic growin' up put some shit in my mind
Thinkin', barely rollin' up, off the zip of that pine
Grab the drink and toast it up, I ain't sippin' no limes
Think about a sink and load it up, I ain't slippin' with mine
Shit, by the wink these niggas give and when they come to that time
Watch them niggas who your brother, they could get you a fine
You know the ones who you discoverin' can get you a bond
Bitch