wassi callin

, every night i hear wassi callin' x4, press machine, ugh ugh, pressa got me fellin' like the city mine, and niggas ridin' dick just for a co-sign, they ain't never shoot a nigga much less really grind, i'm my own boss, work on my own time, and niggas hating' on me baby notice it, and you're partially the reason why it's happening, niggas wanna shoot me but they fidgeting, and all that side talk i feel like pulling' it, niggas in my city they ain't do a lot, they gon' claim a body another nigga caught, flexin' on the gram with another niggas wad, i learn to get this money stash it till it rot, what happened to the throne all my niggas lost, it costs to be a boss so nigga whatchu got, and i be sellin' shit way more than amazon, and my bitch catch a body like she remy ma, they be lyin' just to know who we really are, we went from shootin' at the cops for running from the north, life in the shopping cart, i'm in the killa car, if he ain't bfr, then tell him be a far, can't afford this name on my disclosure, i love to read these nigga do my home work, they took my bro wass lost my composure, and every dream of him of him i feel closer, and niggas they so normal they so typical, i learned to chip a brick and turn my wrist to gold, i been stuntin' on these niggas like i'm stone cold, and that kick out the fifth felt like a field goal, money like bmo, flyer than ufos, and they say i'm too wassi for the radio, and ain't no better way than learnin' on your own, and cops keep tellin' venues not to book my show, fuck this rap shit, i used to wrap shit, reply to a diss song i find it pointless, book your appointment, it get annoying, 30 shots so much bullets you couldn't avoid it, soon as the december hit, the getting ricoish, project marvel kid, they find it marvelous, black mask, black gloves, black timberlands, and this one gon' scar permanent, she fuck with savages, that got no milage, and all she wanna do is be my stylist, i made a hunnid g's of lg, and i live by the courts like i'm lg, i been runnin' up the shit but no athlete, i live by the court like i'm lg, i been runnin' up the shit but no athlete, and i got the fifth on me number 30, i been ballin' on these niggas jalen poyser, i just blew 50k on my lawyer, shordy in la might employ her, but pressa couldn't even cross the border, pressa armani, t-shirt givenchy, lately been busy, whipped up a whole key, tryna stay lowkey, smoking' your homies, this game it got slapped like nintendo, niggas want respect with no credentials, and i stay with the stick like a old folk, she got hot now i'm switchin' up my rental