On My Shit

I can't take it What a nigga got to do to make it I roll a Garcia Vega And take it to the face Its Just to prolong I go on So strong A black man Hold his gatlin In his back pants Like god damn Thought you nigga caught me sleeping Man fat chance Gotta stack grams Like a sand castle Ya lil rascals I'm a grown man With his own plan Make his way outta the hood Selling coke With a chrome hand A lotta funny style niggas Roll with the wrong fam Getcha man merked And find out it was all planned Steady aim For the fame My heads in the clouds Most niggas lame Caught flames And dead in the ground Not me For gods sake Since niggas will call jakes You say ou got love for the hood But it's all hate My niggas starvin Big appetite with a small plate The repercussions of that Will leave you with scared face Like Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do I'm on my shit Tried to tell them haters They can suck my dick Aye Haha On my way Nothin they can say Baby I'm On my way I'm on my way Nothin you can say Baby I'm On my way Yeah Up all night Yeah I'm still the artist But I sorta kinda lost my vision I lost the argument Regardless of the consequences Bitch I'mma grown man Hardly got a pot to piss in I'm still your biggest fan But you probably wouldn't comprehend it I'm in the fast lane Blazing in a Honda Civic I just wanna new chain My haters say I'm condescending I never knew fame I'm famous with a new fade Your lady gots a new lame F*ck it baby Touche Decapitated Hussein the whip Like a prophet My profession is aiming this shit At your conscience Yeah I perfected This gift in a curse I spit a verse From the dirt While I'm quenching your thirst They sent me up the fucking railroad The love that I fell for Cause a murder scene Blood sticky like Velcro Yeah Try to tell 'em like Aye Tried to tell them haters That I'm on my shit