On Me

Woke up with a vision I can see this shit so clear My mind be focused on the money Now I'm ready Give me millions Imma take that shit Triple it Fuckin feed my whole damn clique with it Whole gang knows what the F*ck I did for them Sacrifices but I represent PDitti wit it And there ain't no competition My intelligence so relevant Born to bust down all these gates I'm eloquent with my temper bitch Make you cry before I hit your face Losin friends and shit and recklessness Respect if you relate Real recognize real All the real ones commend me You a fake? You a snake? Then your lame ass offend me I don't give a f*ck what you think don't @ me Got a few bangers and some shooters in the backseat You ain't even worth what we paid for these bullets Plus I'd rather hear the motherfucker scream and shit Wanna look into his eyes and I wanna see him scared Wanna grab a rusty hammer 1 2 3 now he's dead I ain't got no time to hate myself for what I been through homie The way a bitch shine OG said that's why they been switching on me Whole gang gon slide if we catch a whiff that you been snitchin homie Put bands in they pockets just to make sure they gon get you homie These bitches follow me Real ones pop glocks for me If it means my homies free You could put it all on me These bitches follow me Real ones pop glocks for me If it means my homie's free You could put it all on me 10 times 3 30 bands on me I just pull up trippin with the gang and cause a scene They call me M A M A P Mama P I just rep my Fuckin gang and eat my bitch out while she screams For years on years I ain't been able to breathe and That's why I get high cuz I got a bunch of demons That's why I still pray cuz I don't want god I need him Imma go to hell and freeze it Know what I'm talkin bout Willis I ain't come to make a deal I came to serve yo ass the bill And make you pay up with my steel Nah it ain't about me It's about them It's about lil homie with a pistol in his hand Every time that shit bang he's more fucked up in the head It's about the ones who just bend bend bend Just wait till they break And they lose they fear We gon feel the ground shake When they put it in gear Every year from now on It's gon be our year Money Making P got the whole crowd trippin They be like ooh What a premiere I ain't got no time to hate myself for what I been through homie The way a bitch shine OG said that's why they been switching on me Whole gang gon slide if we catch a whiff that you been snitchin homie Put bands in they pockets just to make sure they gon get you homie These bitches follow me Real ones pop glocks for me If it means my homie's free You could put it all on me These bitches follow me Real ones pop glocks for me If it means my homie's free You could put it all on me