[Verse 1]
I'm a motherf**ing outlaw
They got me feeling like Pac
I was shooting sh** before I got shot
So I charge into the block you know
If you was talking to the cops
Uptown we call them plates
They don't make it to the box
I'm a mobster boy
Bringing patient that them doctors enjoy
The whole block will know who shot your boy
But enough about them chopper toys
I got a flow they can't stop your boy
I got the block employed
I got to eat
Know it's k** or be k**ed
I'm from the street
To be brief, put that gun in your grill
n***a it's beef
I'm a beast
I ain't conscious rap
That's Euro League
That's my brother, different mothers
Loyalty run deep
You ain't sh** that's my real life game
My drums speak
And I smoke good weed all day, my lungs weak
I just started on this rap sh**
n***as ya'll done peaked
Trying to shine bright as day
But y'all n***as is too bleak
I mean
What's the use of all the talk
And the accolades
When I'm still in the hood getting money
Look I ain't half as paid as all the rap n***as
f** these rap n***as
I'm still in the hood everyday, I trap n***a
I know it traps n***as, but I got to stack figures
Hunger attacks n***as
When you Bugatti dreaming in Hondas and act vigors
This ain't an act n***a
I just seen my man, and I heard he got clapped n***a
My young one on trail for a murder and he ain't doing sh**
Get a paid lawyer and pray to God that they prove this sh**
n***as with the fam until them n***as got on they route and sh**
Really in the streets, but I'm trying to get on this music sh**
16 bars can't protect a n***a from uzi clips
Hooks and them verse might save my a** from a 2 to 6
16 bars can't protect a n***a from uzi clips
Hooks and them verses might save my a** from a 2 to 6
[Hook] (x2)
I got some n***as that down for forever
In the streets they was down for whatever
Up here they screaming shoot and get shot
I'm an outlaw feeling like Pac
[Verse 2]
Im feeling like Pac
Them n***as couldn't k** me with four shots
Now my goal, is get all the gold at Fort Knox
n***as know
No flowers, three hots and two cots
Cells over coffins, free all of my dude's bod
Dark side, them politics held in lobbies
Counterfeit schemes to car theives
Homicides down to robberies
Older n***as like Ish
That rolled with everybody
Older n***as got locked
That n***a told on everybody
I mean
Ain't sh** sweet?
Twelves jurors that's six deep
But no witness protection my n***a that's just weak
Coming home off a bullet my n***a that's just weeks
Young boy facing actual life that's just beast
When the feds get you 400 months that's new cleats
Football numbers in games we too deep
It could be in New New York, but it's never in new streets
It's the same old gang my n***a just new beef
Haven't mentioned Audi P
How thoughtless of me
My music keep they names alive like they was walking the streets
So all my n***as sailing high
But they boarded for cheap
My lifestyle is in my lingo
Drug wars in my speech
This that real life
Real lifer
Make a mill off a rap
To a pill, light fuzz
And I always talk real when I k** ciphers
If your man gets locked, don't forget what a kite does
He'll get lost in that time and forget what his life was
I ain't changed it's the same old thing with a nice buzz
So for all my n***as locked
And all my n***as missing
I told them I'm on a mission
This younger n***a gon' get it
Just in case