Waste of Breath

Imma keep snappin' at ultimate pace Until I can get me a Maybach and a Wraith Until I can take my niggas all outta state Until I can get my daughters outta this place Yea I'll prolly be snappin' till I meet the grave Yea he got a big gun but he won't bust a grape Yea I come a long way I made minimum wage N got niggas upstate behind barbed wire gates My nigga be punchin' but he not a boxer I'm diggin' all in her but I'm not a doctor She popped a quick perky now can't no one stop her I'm uppin' all blues but I still don't like lobster I'm stuck in the stu but no that is no shocker Them bitches ain't want me when we had them lockers But now they believe in me like I wrote Proverbs I come from the hood how a nigga so proper Bad bitch in love with me cuz of my synonyms I was a bad kid but ain't take no Ritalin That's the type shit that the chemist put venom in Killin' the kids but them parents ain't listenin' Too many bars man I'm gone on a binge again Told you before man I don't wanna talk if it ain't about Benjamin Somebody need to come give him some insulin Ahh Nigga I'm juiced up I come from the trenches N I had a vision Then set up the mission Avoided a sentence N handled my business As God is my witness I wanna get my momma one of them Benz's I wanna help my dad do somethin' religious I wanna see my kids when they become women Yes nigga I'd rather be dead or in prison Before I'm the reason my nigga convicted I put my dick in her it cause hypertension I'm really a G.O.A.T. I won't f*ck up a sentence I cut off some niggas I did some division I hustle relentless my flow is so viscous He take a prescription n f*ck up the kitchen I gotta go give my lil nigga a visit In love with the weight n ain't talking bout benchin' He made a mistake n' he stuck in detention Fucked up in the head I was rushin' the end of me Remember the day I mixed lean with the Hennessy Made some bad choices my niggas turned enemy Thinkin' back on it don't know what got into me Swear I won't keep a bitch cuz of conveniency She gotta go if she isn't intriguing me He ain't got money his pockets on rink-i-dink Yes I'm a Muslim they callin' me sinky-feet Pipin' shit up man I'm good to a new degree Eatin' through Beats man this shit is like food to me Hip to the bullshit I'm good with the foolery Lived my whole life n ain't nobody bully me Had a few fallouts because of my rudery Wastin' my breath it's like somebody muted me Said I'm wastin' my breath it's like somebody...