Lyrics

I hit the turnpike, I got a birdy on me Feel like a Warrior, I got a Curry on me I hit the turn pipe, got a birdy on me Feel like a Warrior, I got a Curry on me Like momma shark, don't gotta worry on me Can't fuck with shorty because I am too picky Feel like I'm Diddy, the king of my city I fuck with shorty, she pretty, my lil' bitch, she saditty My lil' bitch from the trenches, I would just stuck on them benches They gave my homie a sentence, pray for his appeal, he ain't finished Yeah, free the gang I'm out here standin' on business We kill a opp in a New York minute I'm with your bitch, shе a smoochie She nevеr been in a two seat I hit a opp in a koofey Salute me or shoot me No, we don't fuck with these goofys (Never) No, we don't fuck with these oppers (Never) No, we don't fuck with these coppers I got a choppa Bro beat a body on camera Fresh out the slammer, told me to pass me my hammer I'm sellin' Hannah Montana Come to your house like I'm Santa Free Kool, he bagged for a horror flick Boy, we will kill you, don't you go startin' shit I hit the turnpike, got a birdy on me Feel like a Warrior, I got a Curry on me Like momma shark, don't gotta worry on me Can't fuck with shorty because I am too picky Feel like I'm Diddy, the king of my city I fuck with shorty, she pretty, my lil' bitch, she saditty My lil' bitch from the trenches, I would just stuck on them benches They gave my homie a sentence, pray for his appeal, he ain't finished Free the gang I'm out here standin' on business We kill a opp in a New York minute We kill a opp in a New York minute A bitch start up wit me, I'ma finish Two things you don't leave, that's a weapon or witness Lost my bro to the streets ever since it been different They be saying they wit me, I know they be kidding Turn they back and I cannot forget it They could talk all the rap shit and talk about killing But they know who to call when it's time to go drill 'em Don't be smoking on n***** but my n***** smoking on n***** so now I got smoke wit these n***** And shit don't be funny, so no, I don't joke wit these bitches who brag about toting for n***** Use to post on my block till I noticed some n***** was fu Shit be sad when you find out the truth I don't vent to nobody, I talk in the booth Bro got twenty, like fuck it, he still be home Soon Shit sad, how they switch If he told, he a bitch Got me some bread, now they act like I'm rich, and it be the same ones who ain't neva do shit And they see me go up so they tell me they proud of me Can't forget all the times n***** doubted me I'ma turn this shit up for the ones looking down on me And I can't stop, I got people who count on me I hit the turnpike, got a birdy on me Feel like a Warrior, I got a Curry on me Like momma shark, don't gotta worry on Me Can't fuck with shorty because I am too picky Feel like I'm Diddy, the king of my city I fuck with shorty, she pretty, my lil' bitch, she saditty My lil' bitch from the trenches, I would just stuck on them benches They gave my homie a sentence, pray for his appeal, he ain't finished Free the gang I'm out here standin' on business We kill a opp in a New York minute