Lyrics

[Verse 1] I get the paper twenty-four seven, since twenty-two eleven [?] blow the horn drive by I got what you need Anything on the block from ten speed to weed I'm full of [?] ask me how do I plead Guilty of trying to feed my family Guilty I'll look you dead in the eye And tell me buster you ain't never had enough not to handle me [?] love to the first degree, that's what I am 'Cause a nigga gotta get here, just had another kid [?] dick where my shit live [?] drug deals, dro, [?] game out, [?] game [?] Paper I'm 'bout, checkin' me out Y'all punk fame doin' shit but runnin' your mouth [?] scratch paper, paper [?] scratch on us They tryin' to put a latch on us [?] sippin' Coronas They try to [?] out the game, but they couldn't do it So I guess they try to break bones But they still [?] for me to ride in this game And all these motherfuckers know [?] [Verse 2] In the belly of the beast I'm slippin' inside like I'm slidin' on grease Niggas accumulate fast, came together to player hate my ass It all started one day I was on my porch watchin' time fly by Me and my cousin smoke and he tellin' me how Last night they got so high, dig this shit, man You know I'm leanin' on this rap game Ain't sold to rock since '95, strugglin' [?] gotta maintain, but bust a steel Runnin' my name like 187 robbery Po's on my dick like I just hit the lottery Nigga this Project mobbery, quit dwellin' the shit that I do Nigga better get some cash fuck some ass nigga like I do Y'all sittin' around like a bunch of hoes sittin' around bumpin' gums Hater had a pocket full of wolf tickets sellin' two for one Hater never had no hustle, hater never no heart Hater never had no money [?] My niggas get down daily, maybe some of y'all done heard of us Representin' Flint, Michigan, Project Born, murderous Ain't none of y'all niggas servin' us [Verse 3: Skee] When it comes down to the gunplay A nigga don't say what he wanna say A nigga gon' act how he wanna act A nigga don't talk shit when he on the strap But without that [?] play like black jack Nigga [?] love and it was from the jump back Now nigga where the gun at? Make him think to himself like, yeah I should've done that I hit a nigga so quick and hard People run out the church like oh my God People still call me B Note, ain't no stars Still ghetto drinkin' liquor outta homemade jars [?] scars well it ain't no [?] we all in Niggas be like damn Skee I thought we was friends [?] if you ain't competitive Get the fuck out the game, you know my name