Real hiphop

He want the what for the what? Ah shit, for surely
Bitch you knowing not to hit my mup when it's early
Had ran into a power hize inadvertently
Tell yo' nigga go return them jeans back cause it hurt to see
I been stepping so long developed plantar fasciitis
She was playing with pussy back then and I could buy it
Having motion these niggas tryna turner uh, uh I don't like it
You got your stick I got my stick let's see who shit really striking
If you ain't never pulled a caper broad day my shit not for you
Got a lil' bag and see exactly what that guap a do
Shutting the fuck up and mind yo' business do a lot for you
Real mob boss, feet up watching the product move
Baby girl ain't got no brain, but she got all that ass
I'ma make like 50 of that, then I'm falling back
That's all I need cause the rest coming all from rap
30,000 Percocets in a skull head way across the map!

Stop what you doing
You know god don't spare the wicked
The only thing I can do when I make it
Is go spend it
On the 38th floor with some top notch bitches
High rolling, high rolling young ass nigga
When she get home and thinks of me
She starts to play with herself
I don't know what got into me lately
Bitch but I ain't calling you back
Hit the road for 90 days
Just me and a Gore-Tex jacket
With a flip phone I got
I'm probably running pro's off that

I'm on Collins Ave looking for a bad bitch
Dog if a nigga approach me wrong
He get his ass whipped
First of all I can't be having
Niggas dog playing with me
I done put her up on all, all
I put her on fly shit

My lil' heart running outta love in this shit
I just pick apart throw the biggest nug in the spliff
I was in the dark til' I found the plug got a glimpse
I'm an indie artist still be throwing one's in the wind
I was in the car and you brought a what in the whip
I ain't finna spark, I gotta see the cubs in a bit
We was in the park and I had the thugs in the VIP
We be spinning far, you don't want me come where you live

Too cold water runnin' fast
Could crash if we wanted do the math
The hood pass that they covet come with time
3 point stance toe on the line
I ain't jump when they hollered out
Your pulse bump up I'm around why is that
I'm rushin' to different cities on the map
No bullshit im speedin' in a Sonic bag
Whole world sick I'm not a hypochondriac
Twirl and spin dirty dance never off the axis
Talkin' to the turf it be talkin' back
Got a bad a referral so you lost access
Really on call, on demand
Face on the walls, I'm a wanted man
Wait hold that thought 'less you talkin' cash
Based on the box score we won again