Doolittle Baby

I could jump off the stratosphere and land on my feet Dodging police, chinos on crease Chevys I creep, courting a freak, balling elite Stood on the work, 3 in the key Boxing out the opps, just another Doolittle baby, gon brazy Market block to block, oh yeah that new smoke hazy, it's not Fugazzi And Sun get hard to watch, hotter than Phoenix lately, d book fading Jumpin out the drop Slapping 2 twelves gon mainey Pedestrians hate me Every verse I spit they tell I'm back Had to go get it I couldn't relax LA to NY the norf on my back Rain sleet snow I triple my racks I was in the hut with my back on the wall By the slot machines, talking hella smack to my dawg Waiting for my four piece with the sauce on it all Like I'm the coldest nigga with the raps you can call The Chevy next door, the parking was packed Slamming the door, I turn up a slap Shorties bent over I'm counting the snap I'm in the norf, no need for a map He switching sides, I'm skipping the dap Maneuver and dodge the snakes and the rats I'm hearing you tied to opps don't lack Why would you lie when I know for a fact Like I'm not the number one headband If steel sharpens steel, I shouldn't rap with you niggas then You should play the losers cause you know we gon win again If we ever go bar for bar bet you won't get a sentence in The flow got so deadly could make shark never swim again These artists just targets, I slaughtered Smiled at the sentencing They stealing a style that I fathered Call it kidnapping then. If they feds get to closing in I could jump off the stratosphere and land on my feet Dodging police, chinos on crease Chevys I creep, courting a freak, balling elite Stood on the work, 3 in the key Boxing out the opps, just another Doolittle baby, gon brazy Market block to block, oh yeah that new smoke hazy, it's not Fugazzi And Sun get hard to watch, hotter than Phoenix lately, d book fading Jumpin out the drop Slapping 2 twelves gon mainey Pedestrians hate me