Up in this

Damn this beat goes hard as f*ck I'ma jump on this bitch and tear it up Spitting like this I will never fail If you ever doubt me you can go to hell Coming through with a lot of fire Outside these bars I'm a gun for hire Riding through to spray all this shit Press record and I empty my clip If you pop a nigga you gotta bleak his brother And that's how it is in this muthafucka Finally got a studio in my home Bad bitches tryna call my phone Don't have the time I'm in demand And I'm killing the stage anytime I can Freestylin up in this bitch Don't know who you fucking wit Thinking about what I should say F*ck your life man have a nice day F*ck deez niggas and f*ck deez hoes I'm still rocking my shell toes Big bootie bitches say hello Some of ya'll think I'm a handsome fellow I live in Texas but I was born in Queens And I got a Glock tucked in my jeans Smoking the trees and selling this white And I'm getting legit spitting on the mic Six months ago I was out at dinner Still strapped up cause I'm not a beginner Went to the bathroom and was confronted By a bitch-ass nigga guess what he wanted Tried to rob me at Applebees Beat that nigga down to his knees Then he panicked pulled out on me His eyes was bleeding so he couldn't see Of course he ran with an empty hand Better hope I don't see him again Reached down and picked up my hat Went to the table I was sitting at Everybody saw the blood on my shirt Kept asking me if I was hurt Naw fams I'm all good Just gotta get back to my hood So I go outside and jump in the whip Take my bleak up off my hip Windows down I'll be home soon Music turned up to the moon And when I say home I ain't going in I'ma call this girl and she gonna call a friend Then we gonna do whatever we want She got the X and I got the blunt Watch your niggas pay'em by the clock That's how you keep your shit on lock Real friends you know you got em Cause they was the ones there with you at the bottom