THREETWONE

My face be her seat, only right that I fasten I breeze through the madness In the field with titans until they start clashing, attacking A flash backwards to the past my nigga I need more gas Shooter rain threes so please go check the forecast Five on his head now he dead in a six speed Throwing up a seven then I switch scenes, bitch please My money don't define what is inside Told me she wanna ride my exhibit, bed jumping no ribbit Like she went ahead and pimped mine Sometimes it's simple, let her do it cause the bitch fine It's I, troops at attention if you mention me Laugh at the pain and I dance with telepathy So ima know your whole strategy before you threaten me The ops can't kill me cause only God is the death of me F*ck what you telling me, guard up Beverley Brodie rock out with his drumstick, heavy metaling I don't see me settling, even for the fettuccine Time to get it poppin' then all of my niggas kettling Break a weird nigga if he thinking that he pedaling And still get the green cause nowadays I been relishing These niggas never been better than me it's comedy To think you runner-ups were even jogging me Honestly, possibly, f*ck no Stealing all custos Know you ain't gang what you tryna say wassup for Put that fye on him, gun smoke then it's duck poles Tell me that she falling for a nigga, told her tuck, roll Who want war, nobody it's rhetorical You start beef with niggas cause there ain't nothing more to you Hate niggas cause they make more than you Instead of worrying 'bout a lil check you focusing to ignore the truth Broke niggas never been the problem It's f*ck niggas with a broke mindset that never wanna solve 'em Then they get mad when niggas don't wanna help them out But you don't help yourself up when you know you down But see you claiming niggas owe you now It's real simple, why you tryna act white when you know you brown Why you tryna claim that you up when you know you down Shorty cheating on you and you still bring ya hoe around Your mans was the one that hit it, you bring ya bro around Been a hot summer 'til it started getting colder now, but shit But I can't change the way niggas thinking Your shorty wink at me, I can't change the way that she blinking Been on this tab for six hours I can't even change the way that I'm peaking And I'm clutching if I see a nigga peaking through the mirror Blurred on a few people now my vision getting clear Candyman I reappear All this gas in my lunges, I'm forgetting how to steer Za on me top tier Know my brother got my rear I ain't never looking backwards, I got so high I saw Casper You gon' see me rise through the plasma Only time you see a nigga falling The altitude's fucking with my asthma, but shit No cap