In Plain Sight

It's PM F*ck I said it's PM Heart, turned, cold I want them bands or ion' want nothing You ever see the L but know inside you gotta keep trucking I feel like Veeze, its head or the feature, Regardless, I'm trying to get lucky Those big guns cool, but the baby One still kill yo ahh, like Chucky She fucking These new hoes throwed and You know this shit, my nigga, then why you cuffing If I take your life and attend the funeral, I guess I really be bluffing This world far gone, can't fight the change, so I beat on these substance I tell these hoes no fussing Just suck it I can get the weight Complimentary Off the muscle But I don't trap I still keep booku cash up in my duffle Like Street Fighter, don't press my buttons You know I'm quick to tussle My life was never smooth I kept a chip like a ruffle I keep rolling up, cause regular life isn't cutting it You keep taking shots Same thing To feel something I call your hoe My math teacher, regardless, she still coming Out in public, I be serious, but I swear I feel funny My name PM, but the way I shine, it might should be sunny I got on all designer clothes Ironic, I look bummy My brother see blood, he throw it up It ain't no bad tummy I got some meds but the Side effects might leave your nose running New success, new goals That right there my loophole I see my mama like Donda Cause to me, she got a pure soul I hang up all my clothes Little nigga, which mean you won't see me fold Your fault, you don't see growth But you hate on me, though Zip was so damn funky, made my papa hit the C note Im gone buy my pops a brand new boat He won't even see a note I can't even talk to who I want They might just do the most Bitch try to make herself clear all the time So I'm gone buy a Ghost I always act this type of way Little nigga, why I need to boast Brody scaring me He licking off the floor That shit was gross I'm trying to make some bread with the gang Then we go make some toast Got stopped by 12, but he only found a gram Man, that shit was close Man, that shit was close Man, that shit was close