I’m Leavin

Lyrics

[Intro: Aasim] Uh, uh, uh How you fuck around with it? I'm just gon' play it Uh [Verse 1: Aasim] I'm leavin', no more Diddy Okay I'm lyin', nigga, I'm as loyal as Biggie I'm gritty, I'm shitty, I gets busy, and for niggas it's a Wrizzy, word to my nigga Wizzy The concrete walker, open up the coroner van Once again, the rebirth of soldier, the cold world is colder And you niggas guardin' snakes to a cobra I strike like a Iraq fight, nigga, I'm that type Nigga, I'm that type, I'm much bolder I'm a Hummer, mixed with a Range Rover This is the same one who bought you shit slept on over and over Citizen jeans on, thermal and a skully I'm a bully, I'm a business, I'm a barker, not a biter But I'll beat you like a baby if you bother bеin' blinder I'm a brother worth a billi, but you silly little suckеrs Gon' suffer tryna kill me, I'm a trucker drive a milli Pounds of illi through your city, 'til you feel me, call me Aas' Call me the God, call me all of the above, show no pity And I'm so, so for really, that's why I'm like a lion out the Jungle of Swahili, and that's not even a city It's a language, I do damage like a savage with a appetite The rate pillars plunder and I'm sicker than a parasite I am Cain, I am not the same Nigga, I have changed, I could end the game, knamean? [Interlude: Aasim] Yo, yo Wize G, get 'em [Verse 2: Wize G] And that's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Gangsta, gutta shit, Aasim, I'm lovin' it You know Wize G came to bang, nigga Fuck with a million, might lose your brain, nigga OS official supplyin' I'm givin' em the real, these other dudes officially lyin' I'm here to put a skirt up these hoes I ain't ever been Scared to let it go, so you could run a mouth and I'll let it blow Oh, and that's word to Jesus We strip niggas naked, boy, please believe us You see the tools'll cause your jewels come off Or you fuckin' run so fast, your shoes come off, believe me You see me, boy, you see the real deal I'll punch him right dead in his grill Now if this ain't talkin' tough, this is tellin' it like it is You see me, better handle your biz Niggas see me on the streets 'cause I'm there on the daily G-lock work good the blicker don't fail me I said blicker don't fail me now I need you, I'm about to go spank this clown Once I pull it out, gun' 'em up, I don't care with his son or what He's gettin' zipped up or he gettin' his tummy tucked And that's how the story ends Catch me next time, for now I'm still swervin' in a Benz, catch up