Another Ring (feat. Maury Haze)

For my nigga's who ride big trucks And them dime ass bitches That don't forget us When we run out of money We doing stick ups Drop off and then we pick up What This is from a king To another king Time to show em how to do some other things I just wanna rap But the gun will sing Like number 35 I need another ring I know about the streets yo Maury be safe Stay low key And put more in ya safe Watch who around when things falling in place And all them little ratchets That be all in ya face I mean That light could blind you And nigga's might could find you Pop shots all at ya top That'll remind you You only super as the man is Meet two bitches with cheese And make a sandwich Street art The hoods a canvas Take trips Stay off the strip And learn Spanish And understand moneys an advantage As soon as you get it That same money can vanish Now your back to square one From a clear run Tryna find a bullet for a rare gun If you got a vest you better wear one These nigga's out here strap like a bear hunt I made twenty thousand I was nineteen In New York City housing with the right team I ain't tryna sell you on no pipe dream Before you hear the thunder tho You always see the lightning Hope you keeping that same energy Cause when I speak bout Privy It ain't Hennessy I swear to god they'll remember me Cause Ima make it hard for my enemies For my nigga's who ride big trucks And them dime ass bitches That don't forget us When we run out of money We doing stick ups Drop off and then we pick up This is from a king To another king Time to show them how to do some other things I just wanna rap But the gun will sing Like number 23 Need another ring I hear you QU But it ain't safe out here Nigga's be rats They move like snakes out here Gotta gear up Cause nigga's stop ya brakes out here Gotta move in silence Cause nigga's move like jakes out here Sister had a baby Mommy had it hard I used to move the work And tell mommy I had a job Easter Day Sundays Mommy praying to god A king to a king Like LeBron guarding LeBron The gospel talking so spiritual At 15 man I stole my first vehicle When I was 19 I wish I had that 20 thou I was with my gun boys Nigga's was just running wild Gotta do you and don't think for the others I feel like Kanye when he wrote big brother My pops did ten I had to talk to my mother I played sleep in the crib While I was shaving that butter Battle on a beat Let's do a two on two You got some advice for me Well I got some for you Like Watch the haters get the fame off you Them niggas will try to kill you To get a name off you A name of Maury or a name off Q Bitches tell lies but they want the truth I swear to god they'll remember me Cause Ima make it hard for my enemies For my niggas who ride big trucks And them dime ass bitches That won't forget us When we run out of money We doing stick ups Drop off and them we pick up This from a king to another king Time to show them how to do some other things I just wanna rap But the gun will sing Like number 35 I need another ring