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Christo, yeah
Yo, I was just tryin' to get me some money the other day
I been so down on my luck, I'm humble in every way
I stumbled on every step, mumbled with every breath
Do not repeat myself, I will not re-
Okay, good night to the cool kid, say hi to the bad guy
Eastside mad scientist, we ride, niggas dyin'
Women throw pussy at me, I never seen cats flyin'
But never say never, never say never, we say whatever
I done came up, I done came up (came up)
Put your chains up, and your rings up (rings up)
Fuck the other side (fuck 'em), we don't change up (nah)
All the homies ride, they can't change us
Huh, I done came up, I done came up (I done came up)
Switchin' lanes up, and I'm prayed up
Fuck the other side, we don't change up (yeah)
All the homies ride, you can't change us
We hit the pack with the weed in the sack
In the back, in the black, J.I.D with the gat (go)
G's with the jeans on the straps on the scene with the lean
Get the cream how you been, where you at? (Go)
Seen what I seen on the scene with the beam on a rat
Don't move, there's a thing on your hat (go)
Put a hole in that ball team on your hat (go)
You a rat, that's a cool thing to a cat (go)
Knock it out the park, hear the bing from the bat
And we get the ring, and I be the king sittin' satin
Persian rugs so fly, no Aladdin (go)
Servin' drugs, I got the pen and a pad (go)
Servin' drugs, I give her dick when she mad
But she knows that I rap, I ain't got time for the Madden (go)
She knows that I'm cappin', finna snap on these rap niggas
And they react, you get the rat from the ratchet (go)
I done came up, I done came up (came up)
Put your chains up, and your rings up (rings up)
Fuck the other side (fuck 'em), we don't change up (nah)
All the homies ride, they can't change us
Huh, I done came up, I done came up (I done came up)
Switchin' lanes up, and I'm prayed up
Fuck the other side, we don't change up (yeah)
All the homies ride, you can't change us (yeah-ah)
Picture a nigga steppin' into the game that's already lit
Just add a little coal to flame it (go)
Lame niggas, I gotta put it in layman's terms?
I'm finna murder you niggas, you better spread the word (go)
I bled words 'til my head would hurt
The first to say, it hurts to say, I said it first (go)
Live life like a baby that was dead at birth (go)
But came alive and fucked the nurses (go)
If you don't like it tell a nigga, "Jump", if you feelin' Kermit
If you sleepin' on me, we can make it permanent
And leave 'em stinkin', he a really permeate (go), he really reekin' (go)
J.I.D or call me Willie Beamen
But I'm 'bout the team, everybody eatin' (go)
If it's down to me, I'ma do some shit niggas ain't never seen
Bitch, I dunk the three (go)
Ashton Kutcher, who's punkin' me?
J.I.D the butcher, who want the beef?
Chop arm, leg, head, package meat
Sacrificial lamb, satisfactory
Smack him with the hand, don't talk back to me
I'ma be the man, I'ma kill a king
I done been a fan, now I need wings
I done seen your hand, now I need rings
Okay, I'm fired up, I'm really fired up
I'm feelin' wired up, losin' my mind, bruh
Gimme the time, bruh, 'cause I'm a time bomb
Comin' for mine, bruh? See, what you lyin' for
Tape him and tie him up, I'm feelin' fired up
I'm really fired up, wait (fired up)
I'm really fired up, I'm feelin' wired up, losin' my mind, bruh
Gimme the time, bruh, 'cause I'm a time bomb
Comin' for mine, bruh? See, what you lyin' for
Tape him and tie him up, I'm feelin' fired up
I'm really fired up, wait (fired up)
You got two niggas sittin' down to eat, right?
Niggas sittin' down at the table to eat
They got the same food, they got the same utensils
You dig what I'm sayin'?
One nigga let his food go cold, watchin' another nigga eat
You know what I'm sayin'?
And that's how all this shit be startin', envy
Another nigga lookin' at what another nigga
Wantin' what another nigga got when he got utensils
And a share of his own, you dig what I'm sayin'?
All this started, when a nigga get in power, a nigga be shittin' on a nigga
That where all this shit be stemmin' from