The Reminder

Now I know this nigga ain't-- got me on my shit Yeah, it's B B L A, man... now I don't wanna sound mad, do I sound mad Check the scoreboard, boy, we up, man we prolly 10-0 Make that shit 11, while you coming out the cribbo You know me, Kay B, hardest with the pencil Came to see ya show, I didn't know it was a Minstrel Got these niggas bugging, bitties know I'm buzzing Quick to make ya disappear, let me call my cousin You need to know that this my year, you ain't stopping nothing Pull up in a waste-man truck, niggas start to dumping We don't wanna parley, we don't wanna talk, son Man I'm only 5'8 and my temper shorter Somehow my dick taller though and you can ask your daughter Niggas wanna ball, but won't see me on the court It's perfect, cause you know the verdict, guilty. got ya date feeling How I kick in the door and leave ya face peeling Niggas get bold then catch gun powder flavoring This shit gon get old, but at the moment, we ain't playing This whole world's a covered up hell, it's pretty odd Niggas running round thinking they're God, cause of a glock And here's the option, the gun cocked to your temple, man what you gon do Hot nigga or the OG? son, who you gon shoot If I'm in your crib or I'm close, then I'm gon loot And if you try to stop, ma and pops need a suit I advise anybody that's bout to drop to show me proof That they got it to make it and stay on top... it's on son This shit's a process, but I speed it over All I gotta do is write thoughts, then repeat them over Treating every verse like a hook I wanna goto heaven, I ain't even the read the book But I won't second look, after the mashing My peers wanna wet me from the back and I turn around, lay the murder down before it happens And your broad wants me with a passion I said what about your man? She start laughing Nigga that's the reaction you getting fucking with modern women Doing these niggas how some niggas do y'all, ain't that a female dog It's all dormant, I only roll with shooters and that point can't be ignored I need my chick independent & a little boring Niggas finna drill, you can't slide if you got warrants Hanging out the window of the Ford bringing torment You can run inside, tear the door up off the door hinge I can give you more, but you really not important Man these broads be on my line, don't know they hanging by a thread Telling me these lies hoping they go to my head But I'm on ten toes, bring it in tenfold Make it bout the money in this country or you're dead Niggas talking tough & sly, like it's aight Just wait till I look you dead in your eyes dog That fake f*ck boy shit, man I despise Yeah you know better don't you try that Niggas in my phone got me out my zone Lil Rottweiler, I just need a bone I don't need new friends, I just need my old G's Pray up for my safety cause I keep it on me A gift and a curse, tryna find my purpose I just wanna live to see my kids rack it up You don't got the bag to make it in, pack it up Cause really you don't wanna see the kid baby B L A Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh-huh