be that way sometimes

Lyrics

, rest in peace. papa bank$! grandma bank$!, damn!, yeah! - shouts to the ones that's real. - shots for the ones that ain't. stabs for the type that tell - dictate the next mans fate. as long as my legs stand straight - i'll be running to catch my cake. bounty hunted and still get high. - ride till the day i die, sigh when the jake ride by - sprint when the jake car stop. move too slow and you know where you're going a trip to the gate. - bye-bye!, you think you got 8-9 lives? you think you can walk in my shoes?, you're smoking entirely too much - going against me, you lose!, what exactly does that prove? - your bones ain't platinum, you bruise!, i hold the ratchet and tool. - pop this bastard then bloom, i cop it, crash it, get two; i stop and laugh at your crew!, then hop through the top, cause there's no top on top of that - i'm cool!, and i ride with the gat - rob who? i'm a problem in fact? - i'm two!, i'm so calm on the track, i'm smooth! go anywhere the fuck! - i choose!, i ain't no normal nigga. - damn, sure never been ordinary. can't say the same for these other niggas - bunch of shit you done saw already, armoured kit, and the doors heavy. - a nigga gun me, and it won't be there. i move like, the room right - swear to god, only real niggas up in here!, money's my favourite smell! kush is my favourite color!, i love her! - and we don't party ways, cause i'm a smuggler. hustler! - i keep my mind locked in on my guap and, i'm dime poppin' and car shoppin'. - thin vesting and 9 glockin'. i can't never see crime stopping! too many niggas ain't got nothing!, random bodies in sacks dumpin' most niggas wanna get a cocked something. that ain't you nigga, stop frontin'! - cause i ain't never been no fool you got your tool, and i got mine too, that's'll turn you to - a fucking pool. life's so "ooohh! " - nothing new! fuck with those that fuck with you!, i'm comfortable and i'm up to two, million more - niggas hating! i've been waiting and i've been patient. would have flipped if i weren't caking. i'm a long way outta that basement, in that hallway higher than satan. i ain't fall out on the pavement. - i'm a call out and replace him, i'm a ball-out and disgrace him - in a mall out on vacation. i'm against whatever's against a g, this bitch industry ain't meant for me, it's full of girls! - and punk niggas! - that right there ain't the way to be!, fuck the law! - i say it free. - even when they free my niggas, we - gonna be against the odds - dressed in expensive cars!, yeah!, beef starts!, these is bras!, my niggas get out the boards. you ball after ball!, 'ey!, know what time it is. it's a 2 last thing!, 2 g's up, nigga!, southside "green gang"!, unit!, hahaha!, that's how deep in time. some knew it. that i'm cool!, yeah! {"cold corner". the mixtape! }