Monotone Steez

I'm gone keep it lit See every one I rock withs, wit the shit But lately I've been to the neck and shit Steady twistin fuego out the zip She wanna have some fun I'll takem in I live a fast life I can't commit But you ain't really mainey like ya nig Say you ain't really crazy like the kid To keep it littery, these suckaz can't get to me I mean litterally I'm right in there vicinity Plenty freaks off the Hennessy Gimme cheeks and the chicken cheese I'm international, Rice cakes, Vietnamese See him I squeeze They tryna stop me from seeing my gz Domepeice Two 2 the his chest Three at his knees Then I'm out Hopped on the bridge I'm feeling the breeze She f*ck wit a square But if it's me or my niggaz she dealing wit Gz (Gardens) Spilling the heem, poppin the champ, twisting him up You mobbin or what? Not giving a f*ck Dip in the truck Aye go tell the rest Go jump in the coupe She fuckin wit you? But only when she ain't got nothing to do I come from the zoo Pit bulls, lions, tarantulas too Lil 22, Big 45 what's that finna do? Acting a fool Niggaz in dem old schools Niggaz in dem 5 pointz Cant tell me shit How legends never die but you only live once I'm gone keep it lit See every one I rock withs, wit the shit But lately I've been to the neck and shit Steady twistin fuego out the zip She wanna have some fun I'll takem in I live a fast life I can't commit But you ain't really mainey like ya nig Say you ain't really crazy like the kid See you ain't really wit it, like that I'm on yo helmet like a fitted, like that I fall off and I get it right back You perform and you get ya mic snatched Smoke you like a white cat or a wine black They call me ShynahDaRhymah bytch why you tryna rap Cuz I'll display a dotted line and make you sign that Yeah yo mf business you should mind that Ya grinds wack and you worried about the next man Ya bytch got googlie eyes you finna be her X man You better make it up you better call the Ex Man (Me) Cuz if I get her all I'm wearing is a headband Not the boss yet but I ain't the yes man F*ck wit me you'll pay the cost in your vest man I was young, I was lost, I was flexin Calaroga Ave bytch I held down the section Zippers I was stretchin Drama I was deading Hoes that I was letting Blocks that I was bled in (Yup) It happens all for a reason And I'm still here to tell it bitch I'm back for a season it's D-$hyne I'm gone keep it lit See every one I rock withs, wit the shit But lately I've been to the neck and shit Steady twistin fuego out the zip She wanna have some fun I'll takem in I live a fast life I can't commit But you ain't really mainey like ya nig Say you ain't really crazy like the kid