Baby i'm winning, you know i'm a super
Dude i'm so smart, I f*cked on the tutor
Leaving your mans?
Baby come sooner
Op on your street, you're living on spooner
Running this shit
I am the user
Blasting thru windows
But always with humor
Where is my Pam?
I'm the Big Tuna
Shout out DC
That's my producer
I'm running, i'm running, i'm running the game
I'm shooting, i'm shooting, i'm working on aim
I'm robbing, i'm looting, I f*cked on ya dame
Don't kiss on your bitch
Me and Sharp ran that train
Not supposed to talk it, she might blow out my brain
But is it so bad?
Bitch i'm not sane
I find you, obtain
No need to maintain
She holding me down
Turning humane
Baby i'm coming with my heart on my chest
But it's not alone, got the chain 'round my neck
Not thinking of you cause i'm running this check
You think i'm in COD cause i'm running with tecs
Writing them lyrics when I was in desks
I'm staying in line until i'm up next
She hitting my phone for drugs, or for sex
I'm texting her back like what's the request
Her mans on the phone, thinking i'm pressed
I told him pull up, sent the address
But he did not show, I bet you did guess
I aim for the head, you don't need a vest
Killing these rappers, i'm making a mess
Hearing my bars, i bet you're impressed
Look at my music, you see the progress
Not stopping now until it's success
I'm stuck in these tracks, I bet you'll regret
Musics my voice, i'll always express