Out of Breath

I think it's time to show them pussies how we step Pushing pounds up on you till you out of breath Leave you screaming, feeling weak like you got strep Imma pull up on the scene and flip the set Like teddy bears on silver, I might pull up on a dime You don't need to see me, we don't that kind of time Got me way too down clowning on me like a mime You can never roll a gar', but always chief a piece of mine Too many flaunting with the shit they got for Christmas Let me know when you achieve what's on your wish list Don't you see it's not for me? Yeah we gon' get this Cheat the weak and you might end up feeling viscous Tell the truth and you've been sold Those oppositions made you fold You covered what you can in gold To make you feel invincible But it ain't do nothing like that Your homies don't know your face Now totes a gat on his back And straps a mask on his face You don't what you've become Is it too late or it's not? Should you get out of the streets Or keep your feet on the rocks? I think it's time to show them pussies how we step Pushing pounds up on you till you out of breath Leave you screaming feeling weak like you got strep Imma pull up on the scene and flip the set Like teddy bears on silver, I might pull up on a dime You don't need to see me, we don't that kind of time Got me way too down clowning on me like a mime You can never roll a gar', but always chief a piece of mine Too many flaunting with the shit they got for Christmas Let me know when you achieve what's on your wish list Don't you see it's not for me? Yeah we gon' get this Cheat the weak and you might end up feeling viscous