Pluck (feat. KofiDula)

OTR Kofi a real nigga down to the T You say you the hottest I do not agree I just took a poll, the count coming in The voters said you is not hotter than me I just been stacking and smoking this tree The gas I got put you right under the sea Im chasing a check with the team Applying this pressure you niggas got no room to breathe Foot on ya necks I ain't thinking release No more taking L's Im a winning machine You real or you fake there ain't no in between You think that's ya homie, he fucking police Never slowdown I forever proceed I'm chasing the guala you niggas is sleep Wake up, chase a bag, go to sleep and repeat And I give a f*ck bout the hate I recieve Huh I remember days that I ain't had shit in my pockets Now I'm on stage, got the crowd screaming and they wilding Wanna cross that line? It just might get violent Please don't waste my time, look to the sky, see the stars aligning Gas in my blunt damn its knocking my chest in You wasn't putting in work now the best in I'm putting on from the east to the west end Stack up the hunnits, make money my best friend Oou Can't believe that I had to lose Made a play then I made a countermove Had to make a way never sleeping never snooze And these bitches straight rotten, pick the right fruit! I’m pickin the fruits of my labor Hit my plug and we pickin from flavors Hit yo plug they ain’t give you no choice Now I see why these niggas is haters I'll pick woods before I hit a paper Hit a pen before I hit a vapor I been learning bout stacking my bread Save it now so you got some for later Thinkin smart I know how to invest They been callin me Tomi the trader You got rich and gave yo niggas nothing He ain’t loyal that nigga a traitor! Ima be on the cover of Fader I been ballin like 2010 lakers Takin risks like I been out in Vegas Keep this path and see where this will take us Like a alligator mouth a nigga been snapping Every word in this rap is a fact ain’t no cappin Got so much weight on me you'd have thought I was trappin From a family of 5 you might think I’m a Jackson Made the beat to this rap I’m an all around talent I know I’m a top tier cuz right now there’s no challenge I’m just finding my place tryna keep life in balance And I’m plucking my fruit while I sip out this Chalice You a fan of T Hil stop pretending Cuz your crush got my shit on repeat So you play it for her when y'all meet She don't want you, I know she a freak! They don't speak on my name in these streets Cuz I keep my profile on low-key I remember I planted the seed Now I'm plucking good fruit from my tree PLUCK!