Den Work

Speaking on my name Boy you better come correct Ain't no snitching in these streets Kill you dead cause and effect Mack Slim Taylor g You gone give us our respect Or my niggas run up on ya Lay ya body down to rest I'm sick and tired of these lame ass niggas Coming for my shit they gone make me grab the pistol Before I made some money yea life was real simple Now I gotta leave the house appointments on my schedule A lil fame it ain't changed my game But it money in the bank got diamonds on my chain Will you niggas please stay in yo lane You can't afford to hit me cuz I'm whipping wood grain All black in the black droptop Mack Slim Taylor G party in the parking lot Make sure yo girl don't end up at the spot I'll buss them cheeks open make a promise that's on God Look, watch how you talk to me Homies stay strapped, loaded And they'll let it sing 120 on the highway So stay in yo lane If you hit my joint That shit'll leave you with a haze Kept it 100 yeah Even when I changed Just like like juicy j I'm witcho girl blowin stank Stackin my pockets Big bank take lil bank I'll buy some tanks Drive them hoes out to the A Roll the fleet downtown Then take the city Bring back freaknic Big ol booty girls showin titties Rob some rich folk You know they bein greedy House the homeless And give to the needy Yeah, Taylor G for president I'm buildin local business Imma lower the rent Yeah, aint no one livin in tents I always see things Through a clear lense Too young to run now But imma still send The power in the truth Keep it a bill Kinda like that sista ruth Bader ginsburg high up on that booth One of the last real ones for me and you Oh my flows? Yeah I got a few Out here chasin checks Peepin clues Call me blue At the function Got dirt all on my shoes Always smokin weed Don't give a f*ck bout rules Tellin kids sit down and read And they addicted to juuls Only time till we make it now... yeah We done mastered pro tools