All Around The Room

Too busy doing shit that you ain't How the f*ck is you going to catch up And they say thats it's real the day You can post up on the gram And go flex with your necklace But I ain't too into that Rather flex with some cash Put more zeros in my checkbook Trying to sneak around my way All you going to see flashes Shoot till its zero like Westbrook Wasn't too into school started skipping my classes Trying to go see what's the next look And I ain't trust the bank I had brown paper bagged it Got to watch out for the next crook I'm putting mirrors all around the room So she can see how the best look .762's get to hitting his vest Might not want to go see how his chest look I be up in my zone I don't know what to call it Niggas be hating like that's luck Instead of that talking that niggas be doing Shut the f*ck up come and catch up And they be knowing they I ain't like none of them Whenever they step up But they never step back I ain't going for that F*ck around hit yo ass from the neck up I'm smoking that strong do this shit by myself I been riding alone like a Tesla Got me smoked out my brain I can't hear what you saying Oh they said that we all next up He wanted smoke with me about some street shit I told that boy get his check up But way back in the day no they didn't believe it Now they want to come take a picture I got that Glock .22 on my side if its really bout issues Fucked around up it and showed you the beam So you know they ain't missing naw The glick got extensions so that shit impossible for me to conceal it I'm popping these pills like the doctor prescribed them I need a script Hey what you need pull up on the strip I got some bowls sitting in the back of the trunk And we sitting there rolling up by the zip And not one of these 100's is counterfeit Had to get off my ass and stop all that asking Niggas too worried about a bitch Run my way and you seeing flashes Something I don't got to ask him Cause I know that he gone blast it Don't need a weapon I f*ck around Beat yo ass up like i'm Cassius And niggas be hating but low-key be phony I'm looking right past them She giving me brain like she still up in classes Up on the e way I'm whipping the fastest Had to slow down because I fucked around crashed it They like why you going that fast and past them Fly out to soho meet up with my uncle We trying to go fill up our motherfucking stashes And we turnt to a whole other level to see this You going to f*ck around need to be wearing glasses And I had went to college But I had learned more on the block Then I did when I was up in my classes Soon as we get on the scene Cameras be flashing at me I got them hating and watching Too busy doing shit that you ain't How the f*ck is you going to catch up And they say thats its real the day You can post up on the gram And go flex with your necklace But I ain't too into that Rather flex with some cash Put more zeros in my checkbook Trying to sneak around my way All you going to see flashes Shoot till its zero like Westbrook Wasn't too into school started skipping my classes Trying to go see what's the next look And I ain't trust the bank I had brown paper bagged it Got to watch out for the next crook I'm putting mirrors all around the room So she can see how the best look .762's get to hitting his vest Might not want to go see how his chest look