No Decline

Regulation ain’t enough I put in overtime 10 out of 10 I’ll take a n*gga life over mine 5 years on down the road you won’t see no decline I swear to God ima touch some millions with these hands of mine He had two watches when he died he still ran out of time All my n*ggas play hard and nasty like some pork rinds N*ggas know I got that sack i ain’t gotta endorse mine Ima die chasing that money that’s the bottom line My h*e got long hair but she still rock weave You gone need more than stop signs just to stop me I f*ck that h*e in all white that p*ssy heavenly She say she only suck d*ck in hellcats and Bentley Bs Trey took too many drugs now he can’t see straight I look down on all the n*ggas like I’m 6’8 (Uh) That h*e throw me that p*ssy ima f*ck her walls off I might mask up and rob only if I fall off I’m the underdog but they can’t get over me Ima put this d*ck so deep up in her ovaries I ain gotta pull no money out for no hoe to notice me Me n my boys in the hood just like Jody breeze Regulation ain’t enough I put in overtime 10 out of 10 I’ll take a n*gga life over mine 5 years on down the road you won’t see no decline I swear to God ima touch some millions with these hands of mine He had two watches when he died he still ran out of time All my n*ggas play hard and nasty like some pork rinds N*ggas know I got that sack i ain’t gotta endorse mine Ima die chasing that money that’s the bottom line I can’t get no money locked up in the slammer Ima beat that pack out mc hammer That h*e tryna work her 1,2 but she ain’t no dancer If I ever call on you you better answer Ima keep picking that lock til I crack the code Ain’t got no diamonds yet my mouth flooded out with gold How the f*ck I’m pushing all this weight and I ain’t swole She don’t let me f*ck no more first time I snatched I her soul Ain’t got no room for the fake cause I’m the realest I’m not Lil Wayne but this coupe ain’t got no ceilings H*e must of robbed me for my hands ain’t got no feelings Fire my wood up smoke exotic smell like chitterlings Regulation ain’t enough I put in overtime 10 out of 10 I’ll take a n*gga life over mine 5 years on down the road you won’t see no decline I swear to God ima touch some millions with these hands of mine He had two watches when he died he still ran out of time All my n*ggas play hard and nasty like some pork rinds N*ggas know I got that sack i ain’t gotta endorse mine Ima die chasing that money that’s the bottom line