Mission City (feat. King Treven, Kbandz & H.S. Chromosome)

This is for all you fakes We putting in the graves F*ck a job I'm my own boss Flexing y'all bitches call me Rick Ross F*ck the secret sauce, yo bitch like my sauce I make yo bitch wetter than Curry's shot In the bay bitch we always be lit Litter than a thot that sucks my dick (My dick) Gotta show my bros so I take a pic (A pic) Ima be mad if they leak the shit On the come up, with the clique Y'all ain't with the shit (With the shit) Moving on up that's the way to go Bars so fire give you vertigo Gotta go (Gotta go) Gotta go (Gotta go) Gotta go (Uh gotta go) Gotta go I'm sick and tired of all your fakes Bringing me down to yo level to hurt me I don't take that, I don't play that Go mess with someone else you fucking snake I put in the work for everyone else and no one returns that favor Bro what the f*ck do you think I am, ah... fucking garbage man (Oof) Hell no bitch get the f*ck outta here I'm tired of your shit, and I'm tired of your lying (Lying bitch) What the f*ck are you doing with your life Working a 9-5 for some stranger What the f*ck is wrong with you wasting your time (Yuh) While I'm digging up this gold mine (Mine) Drinking water from my hydro flask so I don't overheat from this pressure bro (Oh) Cooking up rice with kBandz tryna make a gameplan On how we will take over this game man Im the main man with the bros and your fucking hoe bro Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh aye uh huh yuh Aye! Gang gang We are saints, chilling with the girls, chopping you up 2018 gang gang