This is a real rappers theme music Bitch sing to it This how you cook up some dope with no powder Don't turn on that stove Just turn this shit up louder Black Eddie Bauer mask on my face Like I'm ready to take what is yours Cause it's ours Y'all stole my style I shit on you like bowels And take all your princesses bitch I am Bowser Fuck super powers I got this weed Gun on my hip now that's all that I need I don't play games man I'm not in no league And I don't drop no names but bitch I am from Cleveland Damn someone tell Britney we did it again I hear Pooh Gutta acquitted again And my bank account holding 6 digits again Pour up some Henn This for the ones who ain't make it This for the ones who ain't make it Focus your lens point it at me and see greatness Point it at me and see greatness Ray need a Benz Dub need a all black Mercedes Tezo need all white he racist But homie I'm Sayin I need a penthouse that's Vacant Arab money \"Salaam-Alaikum\" The beast is awaken Pick up your shotty My bitch is a murderer she got a body She got that brain Summa cum laude My city the jungle don't take that Safari It's lions it's tigers Gangsters disciples, Lords, Judas It's shanks and them rifles Whores who swear that they live by the bible And friends who think they deserve more then they title And thats why I...
Hook:] Sail up out of the ghetto away From the mornings where snow in That shovel Sail up out of this level I'm tryna be number one why would I settle Sail gone to the New world No Pinta no Nina no Santa Maria Still keep it hood with my pia sippin Carlos Rossi sangria
[Verse 2:] Drank in my cup Working my wrist I be spankin my slut Juggle my nuts Use your two hands while I juggle these fucks But thats zero. It's none My hands busy holding middle fingers up I don't two things thats love n it's trust And I don't hatte y'all I'm just fucking with us And thats word to Nipsey My hustles mean I can sell bats to Ken Griffey I'm like Lionel Richie My fans got me touring till 2050 The cycle is evil This verse is for Tino On top of my people And fuck all these fakers Can't wait till youu back on your feet The streets need you..