CorTex

You motherfuckers gon' stop playin' with me Cause when you play with me, you play with a master And masters walk alone towards the beach at sunrise My eyes strike fear in the hearts of men from east coast to west coast to south coast And I would say the north, but they ain't got no motherfuckin' coast It's just mo' land I've been practicin' daily, workin' on new moves such as the Hardouken And my super move, the light-skinned panther Really have peace with myself Ain't got nothin' to prove Raise your kids to royalty It's the golden rule Take care of your bills and your bitch And keep your head cool Domo just sent me this beat I know this shit smooth Somebody give nine on the line Load up the pro tools My wifey too Hit for these hoes Dips in chill pools Old school nigga Movin' off respect Cut a check Small flex Mo' wet Pairin' with the Percocets What's next I'm James Dane And the whip is clean Moonwalkin' like I'm Billie Jean Took the Krispy Kreme Hit it with the yammy Fiends take the shoulder lean My squad bring territory to this rap They probably capable to punish me Yeah, yeah Live life to the fullest You never know when your name on the bullet Packing heat I suggest that you pull it I would hesitate to set the record straight Let me roll a eight Uh-huh And probably just levitate When you prosper, your friends fall off the Roster Me and Lew really movin' like some mobsters In eighth grade I whip them pots like a slave I'm Taylor made Tell me who what this fade Quick jab Left hook I did 116s without a notebook I really lived it Yo shook One wink at your broad, then your hoe took The money that I blew is the money you never knew My crew currently is on that cold blue Mean it We cold as ice and my flow is nice I got a snow bunny with a bob You can have if the price is right How the f*ck is you seein', Mike They gave me life at 15 I'm home now This my afterlife I paid the price Plus , I paid the Dues In them hot prison cells where niggas broke them rules Hold on Talk 'em Stories men never tell When they come home from jail While some older nigga probably took his tail Oh well I'm safe and the Allah protected Check my record I moved with a different essence Why you think all the OGs love me I know for standin' tall, they ain't gettin' some Money All them hard nights and I would.. Man, just leave it