Ace

I'm back with a vengeance You niggas been trippin We here for the bag n we making 'em pay The blues in the kitchen They cross me I'm clinching Break bread with with the gang Throw the rest in the safe They tried to play me But now that I'm on They tryna big bro me Nah, it's too late A couple of years I'll be up with the greats I'm running the town Y'all running in place My dawgs gotta eat Still in these streets They don't work out but they moving weight No Shaka they smart tho Dodging the narcos Calling out iso we making plays Down for whatever we ridin' together But bro told me chill stay the f*ck out the way 12 pop out We jumpin the gate Move like a king But the one like the ace Aye And I been that nigga, what can I say And no I can't save her I don't wear a cape Trip to DR to change up her shape Aye Now that she back she think she Kim K She hit my line, then we making a tape But I'm not that nigga to stay I gotta go We chasing millions Heard shots from the window Got hit in his temple See it so often grew numb to the killings Said f*ck all my feelings and came to my senses We out the south side, known for the trenches Code name Popeyes, known for the chickens Niggas emotional acting like bitches If you not my blood then I'm keeping my distance, Soul on the way to triple the digits Check to check living, that ain't a option I was making seven twenty-five when I clocked in Lil Caesar's had me thinking bout robbing Leg work No whip nigga I was walking No drip Fits couldn't even see the faucet Back against the wall like a nigga doing wall sits Nowadays niggas like Lee when you dropping Chill my nigga don't worry I got 'em They gone need a whole damn army just to stop him They gone need the whole special ops just to pop him Bar after bar yeah you niggas getting locked in Step into the booth Feeling like Clark Kent Oh you niggas sick Then I'm way past nauseous When it's for the bucks I show up like Giannis When we show up Man they start playing possum Cuz I'm back with a vengeance You niggas been trippin We here for the bag n we making 'em pay The blues in the kitchen They cross me I'm clinching Break bread with with the gang Throw the rest in the safe They tried to play me But now that I'm on They tryna big bro me Nah, it's too late A couple of years I'll be up with the greats I'm running the town Y'all running in place My dawgs gotta eat Still in these streets They don't work out but they moving weight No Shaka they smart tho Dodging the narcos Calling out iso we making plays Down for whatever we ridin' together But bro told me chill stay the f*ck out the way 12 pop out We jumpin the gate Move like a king But the one like the ace