See Me Bright

Lyrics

[Intro] Woo! Yeah! Green Gang! PLK... ha-ha-ha Yeah! I'm back on my shit, baby Southside 2010, nigga H.F.M. 2 Uh! (Yeah!) [Verse 1] Illest nigga doin' it, I gotta be him If I could see 'em BM parked outside the colliseum Colossal catalog, carats'll give u cataracts Critic, I don't land in the category of average rap Or average topic, I pop it, damage is catastrophic Boy you could never touch me, you think I had a hostage You thinkin' trophies, I break 'em, I'm thinkn cash boxes When you win, time flies, platinum fast watches I just... broke out the air with my chest I gotta get mine, ain't got no time Ain't scared to go but not yet I won't sweat Mid jet take me everywhere in shorter time Hustle so my daughter fine Son that's happy all the time Execute enormous grind The industry's my toilet bowl Water flow, dump a load of shit off at ya office, yo The wheel of fortune slow I'ma spin that bitch off Bet my mansion I'ma get mine My nigga get yours [Hook] Cross me, you gettin' high Your options are live or die Close your eyes, don't cry I murder for my nigga I Throw it in these niggas face They don't wanna see me shine I'mma make 'em see me bright Frontin' in that DB9 They gon' give me all that's mine Anything come less is crime Fuck everything but the dough I'm stronger than my second time They the type to go run Shorty, I'm the repping kind Balling till it's all done Bet they gon' respect a don.... I handle all these niggas one at a time [Verse 2] Failure can only break you if ya blind to it I rise above the shit, now watch me as I climb through it Uh, my life's a struggle and my mind's music My motto ain't no mystery, you topping mine, prove it Hope I don't lose it, that'll mean momma raised a loser And I'm a winner Drugs for dinner, haze abuser And I'm the ruler, I'll make ya bottom girl a chooser She used to think you were cool, too bad I'm cooler, uh! Two coupes, couple guns, Gucci buckle hun Blow ya breath on these dice Pray to God my number come Where my opponents My flow is colder than the homeless This microphone is Only controlled with my aromas I wish my foes comas Buried upside down Let's make 'em all donors Hungry's how the fuck I sound You kissing butt, die now That's what the pussies do All my niggas angry And it irks us just to look at you [Hook] Cross me, you gettin' high Your options are live or die Close your eyes, don't cry I murder for my nigga I Throw it in these niggas face They don't wanna see me shine I'mma make 'em see me bright Frontin' in that DB9 They gon' give me all that's mine Anything come less is crime Fuck everything but the dough I'm stronger than my second time They the type to go run Shorty, I'm the repping kind Balling till it's all done Bet they gon' respect a don.... I handle all these niggas one at a time [Verse 3] Real don't recognize real 'cause I done made mistakes Put my trust in these niggas Let these cowards in my place Smoked and shared laughs, ate big dinners off my plates Just to diss me on a record, now I'm shittin' on they face, poop! We're not at all alike, Banko from outer space, duke I even own a spaceship, platinum wit' a grain coupe Trap me, pull it, aim, shoot That'll get me mad juice Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose G-Unit nigga, Jamaica baby, jet to the jam Jumpoff, jog to the dressing room to get jumped From Sun to Moon, they throw me [?] There ain't no question I stunt The click-and-boom's my only goon Some be molesting the blunt I'm hot as mornin', afternoon, the week, the rest of the month Boy don't come flexin' in my section, no protection, you slump I told my jeweller put baguettes in 'cause my checks 'bout to jump Bear killer pump rest in the trunk Take what you want, nigga [Hook] Cross me, you gettin' high Your options are live or die Close your eyes, don't cry I murder for my nigga, I Throw it in these niggas face They don't wanna see me shine I'mma make 'em see me bright Frontin' in that DB9 They gon' give me all that's mine Anything come less is crime Fuck everything but the dough I'm stronger than my second time They the type to go run Shorty, I'm the repping kind Balling till it's all done Bet they gon' respect a don.... I handle all these niggas one at a time