2 Tha Moon & Back

Yea Choppa cut a nigga like some scissors get em out the picture I'm realer than a filter or drug dealer I'm like master splinter Fix her, like a grinner I got problems lil boy a beginner Choppa cut a nigga like some scissors get em out the picture I'm realer than a filter or drug dealer I'm like master splinter Fix her, like a grinner I got problems lil boy a beginner Them boys pulled up thriller than a winner with them fucking killers! I'm from where there's triggers big ole steppers yes I'm talking drillers You said that you gangasta only time you doing shit is off pills bruh? Pop out like the Steelers, too much talking like a anime filler You tough cause you carry guns don't throw ones bitch you ain't on none I'm trynna get money to where I could live, f*ck getting money to where I survive See there's a difference between you and I I see the vision and you can't decide I'm doing my purpose and you do your lie And you think you got it but dying inside Lotta people don't take and fall back to rely I'm learn from the others mistakes so I'm wise They fon keep killing until there's lives They gon keep killing until there's no lives I see the abomination in your eyes Hulk smash on yo bih with consent yes of course Niggas blickin out the Honda Accord One day Imma buy myself a new raw Porsche Remember I was 10 hopped off the porch This heat will lite you up more than a torch To the moon and back bitch I hold them stacks To the moon and back bih I'm from da Raq To the moon and back bih I'm holding stacks To the moon and back bih lets check the stats To the moon and back bitch I hold them racks Build the moon and back bih I'm from da Raq To the moon and back bih lets check the stats Too much talkin on the net pop out where ya at? I grab on my balls when I'm spiting this shit My knocka a bay blade the way that it rip Still screaming f*ck school cause I'm hating this shit Walk around slapping a bitch who gon diss Niggas keep talking but they ain't bout shit All gas St. Laurent that's all on my kicks You goofies keep talking but you still a snitch Yo momma wasn't budging she ain't do shit I could really pasta I hope that is pesto Two bitches stacking Legos so I say les go Aunt Jemima Syrup all of my egos Boosting higher than all of my socials You really thought I was finna say pesos? Moving real crazy like my name is Mitchell You get hit like Kam Chancellor Getting robbed? Take a chance? Could never Get her new body I hand edit her Walk around in my hand Vendetta her To the moon and back bih I got them racks To the moon and back bih I'm from da Raq To the moon and back bih lets check the stats Leave you talkin on the net pop out where you at? Yea