On or Off The Radar, Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Intro] Quincy tell 'em [Verse] Yee, yee Pearls on my chain, colour cocaine Came with a mask, feeling like Bane Still I'm outside, ain't nothing changed Still with the guys, none of them changed I put the Double R on the strip (Hunch) I'm about to take the piss (ahh) Different watches, different times (yeah) Every time zones, I'ma grind (grind) Everyday another risk (yee), still I never get the frisk (yee) Brand new G17 with a beam, Wesston steady on my hip (steady on my) Rubber handle on the grip (rubber handle on the) Rubberbands on me, no I won't listen None of my friends are informants, listen All my life avoiding death and prison (death and prison) All my life like Jermaine and Lil Durk I got a brick and got straight into work I know I'm great and I knew it from birth Step in the kitchen Rihanna I work, work, work, work, (work, work, work, work) Water boiling in the pot, watching it twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk (twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk) Take my bitch to a candlelight (yee, candelight) After the food we're fucking all night, that's right (yee, yeah, fucking all night) You don't need to shine a light, the diamonds they glow in the dark, that's right (glow in the dark, that's right) Cooking a bowl of rice, I gotta make it home tonight (yeah) My heart is as cold as ice, everything gotta be so precise (yeah, yeah) I'm going from place to place I travel the world, I'm getting the miles (yeah) I travel the world, bitches is wild (wild) She say my name, Destiny's Child I came from pain, I been through trials Stop trying to figure me out Truth