Please D! STOP!

I don't think they're really ready how I'm steppin' on this shit I don't think they really thought I could be this lit I don't think they're really ready how I'm steppin' on this shit I don't think they really thought I could be this lit Well shit, wow Look at me now Every time I make a slap I seem to move the crowd That's really no cap I got a gravitating style And I'm really a chill person But my lifestyle wild Playing craps Only time my knees touch the ground I pray standing up Cuz I'm lifted of this loud Yea I pray to the universe I stay humble & sound I know some niggas talkin' down Yea They must be after clout Tell 'em, no way That ain't what we about They trying to ride the wave Tell 'em, please don't mount I remember numerous times I can't even count When niggas over looked the talent And now they missing out Tables turned around I'm the one sitting down Don't worry about my crown It's getting fitted right now Stay tuned You never know what's about to go down I spit soul food Like I couldn't hold my bite down Watch me how I bite down Tell 'em not to bite now He ride too much dick Someone get that man a bike now Straight clown Paint his face if he comes around Who's down (Who's down) Who's up Run it up F*ck it up That's wassup No hate, it's all love What's love Taking drugs I feel above The mighty son I'm your dad Your my son You watch my every move And one day you'll grow up Don't speak unless you're spoken too Keep 'em on hush Probably made his bitch blush Probably made that bitch gush Probably give her a little crush Probably left her a feeling crushed I got my slice of pie And I only left the crust I'm going to keep goin hard And I'm going to stay robust I got a-lot of scars But I want them diamond cuts I got a-lot of bars And mine come with nuts How that nigga talking hard And we know he's really Sus' Yo, my nigga wtf He a hoe like a slut Best of luck F*ck the bitch Made her catch the bus So what Im a dog , not a pup Im a dog , not a pup But I got the puppy love When it comes to this cup Go on , Fill me up I'm feelin' a little drunk I don't know if it's the money Or the bottle Or the bud I don't know if it's the pack Or the pill Or the mud But I threw few back And I'm feelin' pretty good Yea I threw a few back And I'm feelin' pretty hood Like ughhh Like ayyyee Like yo Like what Make em say huh? Na Make em say uhhhh Na Na Na Na Im a Master P Ha ha ha ha Please D, STOP Smokin' La la la la Why try I'm a thug I'm going to die high ha ha