Uh, real sniper, hitman life
Got more bangers than the grains inside your mama's pot of rice
Yeah, alright Say they got it
I just don't believe the hype
Cookin' up I got more flavor than New Delhi with the spice
Yeah, alright Yeah, alright Yeah, alright
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Mama always gave the boy the best advice
She said, never ever give out all the sauce in your life
Don't let no one tell you What you doin' isn't right
And ever since I took it I been shinin' like a light
Yeah, alright
Had to dream uh huh
Woke up out my sleep (uh huh)
I started chasin' it when I was just a teen uh huh
Feel like Forrest Gump
How I run the street (Uh huh)
Turn a hater to a fan, to a fiend (Uh -huh)
They see me cookin' like I work at Benihana
I put in work, I don't do nothin' for mahala
Real nigga, I put death before dishonour
I'm just tryna put my mama in designer (Okay)
You like Wile E. Coyote, I'm the road runner
Never catch me on my cell
I feel like gunna wunna
I'm lookin' flyer than a bird
Number one stunna
They takin' shots at me
I'm laughin' cause I really wonder
Cause I'm a
Real sniper, hitman life
Got more bangers than the grains inside your mama's pot of rice
Yeah, alright Say they got it
I just don't believe the hype
Cookin' up I got more flavor than New Delhi with the spice
Yeah, alright Yeah, alright Yeah, alright
Yeah, alright Yeah, alright Yeah, alright
Yeah, alright Yeah, alright Yeah, alright
Yeah, alright Yeah, alright