Tesla

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]

Dear lord have mercy on me

I don't give a fuck about none of you niggas

I'm one person homie

One nigga in the cruel world

I used to picture myself in the sky

And now I'm soaring through the cool worlds

Ain't it funny how thoughts work

I'm steaming marijuana cause I figure it's clockwork

A matter of seconds, I'm innocent

Now it's, I'm watching diminishing power

I'm watching all the latest who'd sooner devour

And I just want a piece of that

Free from all the greed of the prestigious cats

I plead they never take my soul from me and I'll bleed for that

Do you believe in that?

Nigga's hearts weak, I can feel it

That's why I hardly speak, only visions

I only keep my focus on these missions, can't nothing breach it

Wolf Gang with no secret or misses who bring the heat to the kitchen

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]

God bless the child that got his fucking own

ESGN we left that other label fuck alone

Up under the mask, in front of the stove, bitch, I'm right at home

We shipping the load and dip in some Vogues, you know what we riding on

 East side, Five-Trey gang banger, caine slanger

Smokin the best in the Tesla electical, bitches I'm lane changing

You know I threw some Forgies on that fucker

Bring in the swish unless you ready to jump in orgies

When I bust, I made a movie out that groupie, told your bitch to play the lead in that

My nigga was hitting, while I'm in the kitchen straight zipping up a freezer pack

I'm about to bring the beeper back

Do you believe in that? Hell yeah, I know you do

These ' is motor rolling boots, it's literally the shit to live by

Die to , get high to ; they fucking with Gangsta Gibbs

Whether they Crip walk, or Piru, the dope gang, these hot boots

So pop back as I do, bitch

I said the dope gang was my boots, sold my past as I do, bitch

[Verse 3: Hodgy Beats]

And I just broke up with my bitch

Told her get the fuck out my whip

Yellow bricks is the money, her name is rich

 You get clotheslined stitched if you snitch, snitch

I got one clip and I don't miss, bitch

You're like a bird to the scarecrow, a pharaoh

I am, hit a nigga with a rare bow

But with aero prepared to release through narrow ghettos

My position is bare flow, Flintstone rocks, I know you smell me nigga

I'm getting money, money is good, what can you tell me, nigga?

Nothing, comprendre? I'm popping cd's and sensei

I cover my mouth and hold my tongue for shit I can't say

Ate her a couple of months, now this house full of hella squishy

Pussy, don't try to push me, I'm star diving, free falling

Get off of who? These nuts, free balling

You got one for and I got four number three calling

Keep it 300 or 3 stacks, I never act but I'm 'bout the action when I react, negro