Pick it up where I left off
Nothin′ left at the press box
And they heard Imma twist my dreadlocks
Fix me up with that headshot
Cause this world be spinning too fast for me
Hard times we take them casually
No problems got no enemies
I hope eerything good don't end!
Think I′m fallin in the deep end
This that bang bang boogie
This that grand slam rookie
Stay good like gram made cookies
Do shit they swear we couldn't
And the more they talk the less I listen
Y'all just sit around and smoke them blunts and blame the system
Check those packages we been deliverin′ thats the difference
Moving through the city looking all suspicious
Rasta vision, cutting checks, killin competition
Through the legs, only shoot swishes, only mess with cute bitches
Said i′ll be here for a minute then I'm gone the next day
She be like while don't you just stay
I got too much up on my plate
I′ll be back around the way
With the sunroof missing too
No one said a thing ′bout rules, so we make our own
Roll it up i'm coming through
I had my smile wild shouts to cops who let it slide
This my light i let it shine
They never put it out do that shit they talk about, what you ′bout
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
I′m singing cause I wanna sing
I'm singing cause I wanna sing
Im goin in cause I don′t give a fuck a what a ring
Yea all the bitches comin at me from the store
Shoppin out the corner store
How you gonna show up in a benz like that bro?
You ain't makin no chedda!
How you gonna show up in with some bitches like that bro?