Mission

Ayy, bitch, you know I'm on a mission Tryna run it up, yeah, I really love that chicken All I wanted was them bills, I don't do no sneak dissin If a nigga funk with me, then I'll leave him in the bushes Like, ayy, bitch, you know I'm on a mission Tryna run it up, yeah, I really love that chicken All I wanted was them bills, I don't do no sneak dissin If a nigga funk with me, then I'll leave him in the bushes All I wanted was a mill, I ain't trippin' bout a bitch Ever since a little kid, I've been known to keep it stitched From the school of hard knocks, so I learned to make them flips Just stackin' up my chips, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch Card push to start, then I raced to that check I don't really care for sex, all I want is that neck If the bitch fag off, then I move to the next Bitche it's camera action, so quiet up on that set Got money comin' in, I don't even gotta flex Just thumbin' through these rolls, still I need some more checks If I fall off today, then it's back to movin' packs Steady grindin' real hard, only tryna be the best Livin' how I do only leads to more stress So I'm rollin' up these woods, just smokin' to the neck I don't care where you from, man, it's all about respect But you better come correct, or I'll put your ass in check 30 on my hip, man, I really leave you stretched I ain't with the playin games, so you better wear a vest Heard that nigga talkin' shit, so I laid his ass to rest I ain't talkin' bout a bag, bitch, I'm talkin' bout a chest I got groupies on my line, but I don't want the sex If they wanna see me, better be about to check I'm a six-figure nigga, so my time is an expense I ain't stressin' bout a ho, all I want is a check Like, ayy, bitch, you know I'm on a mission Tryna run it up, yeah, I really love that chicken All I wanted was them bills, I don't do no sneak dissin If a nigga f*ck with me, then I'll leave him in the bushes Like, ayy, bitch, you know I'm on a mission Tryna run it up, yeah, I really love that chicken All I wanted was them bills, I don't do no sneak dissin If a nigga f*ck with me, then I'll leave him in the bushes Bitch, I'm comin' in again, I ain't wastin' any breath Now my life kinda hectic, so I really gotta step I'm tryna change my ways, cause this ain't for the best Mom, I'm sorry I chose this life, but I'm a ticket to the Jets Keep on chasin' pape, cause it help me with the pain Like I'm number 42, I'ma really change the game Give a f*ck what you say, cause I really paved the way Man, f*ck all these groupies that be tryna make it name Trippin' bout a bitch, tell him, go and buy a skirt If you really down to ride, why you never put in work Stop cappin' to the bitch, man, you really just a Smurf I been known to push weight, I ain't fuckin' with no nerd Shit ain't come easy, had to get it out the dirt If the bitch came through, then I got it out her purse But I learned from my past, that's what helped me with this verse Shoutout to my big bro, doin' life up in the M