Paris

What you doing with that gun you don’t know what to do with it You can’t jump aim bang and then get loose wit it We all got demons it’s just something you maneuver with Tell a bitch to get out the way like I’m ludadcris Ion like having talks with people that ain’t lucrative Do a nigga Gatsby style leave em in the pool and shit Unc listen to me he said quazy you a fool wit it I’m really the coldest and youngest nigga doing it Dreams of living lavish Croissants in Paris YSL cologne on baby Not perry Ellis They told us more money more problems and tried to scare us My weed loud speakers loud diamonds shine bet they hear us I came from the bottom ian have time for reclining Naijah Houston lifestyle I stayed grinding And now my own people hate me because I’m shining But honestly, it’s f*ck em suck my dick I keep flying Aye Look I’m nasty on these beats I had to learn you can’t be passive in these streets The second that you turn yo back it’s like reality done peaked And now yo mans turned to yo enemy and knows wen you get weak You gotta keep yo guard up and never fold this shit gets deep And when you on this road climbing to the top it’s getting steep That’s why I’m hungry starving like an old pit bull off the leash Because you gotta earn yo shit the price you pay is never cheap If it’s money on the floor Ima groundhog I push the bullshit to the side like a foul ball Dr. Miami with this tool I’ll take some pounds off Me and you is not the same like porn with the sound off This is free smoke I’m just letting rounds off Need a nice ass beach So I can lounge off We don't do business with him cuz he run his mouth off Matter of fact we might have to cut his mouth off We got sticks we got ice like we into hockey I’m KD in his prime who can fucking stop me Prolly why she wanna ride me like a Kawasaki I got a big dick that’s prolly why she think I’m cocky I’m too smooth like spreading butter on the toast I’m hotter than the crockpot cooking up a roast Yo boyfriend a lame and still be wearing dingy clothes A lot of Quazy wannabes cuz niggas is my clones I’m back to backing I’m madly snapping The city on my back I need my backend Got spending habits Designer fashion addict New supreme out I gotta have it And niggas used to have antennas So you know I’m with static This life shit getting hard It’s like a nigga play on all madden You gotta cross yo T's and dot yo I’s or you’ll get embarrassed Because this shit not easy breezy baby you gotta cherish The L’s you took and learn from 'em and always put in effort