I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
With no amount of fear cause i'm grippin the tech
I ain't beefin wit no nigga put it right to yo neck
And if he playin with my money put that nigga to rest
Remember i was down bad i had to f*ck up a check
Ignoring all the opps and every single one of his threats
Ian used to having shit , they know i'm come from the jects
I want the money the power and i want the respect
Niggas lying on my name , i know they tryna ruin me
Mad cause they missed it and i took they opportunity
Jealousy is old cant be acting like it's new to me
Put in double time , nigga working like it's two of me
Try me and my choppa get to singin like it's jodeci
Aint playin with nobody let em know it ain't no joke with me
Niggas really hating see i'm everything they hope to be
Keep playin with my name and you finna see yo hoe wit me
Them niggas counted me out, i made a song about it
And if i slide my niggas slide cause we all about it
And if it's up then we gon slide but we wont talk about it
Im ten toes about my niggas i won't fall about it
I hope i never get the call my nigga red gone
F*ck with him i'll put yo birthday on a head stone
Shooting out the 30 out the 30 til the lead gone
We want yo top well bitch we shooting til yo head gone
Free my cousin down the road you gon make it through
F*ck the niggas who was doubting and was hating too
Aint no games with me shawty i won't play wit you
Dont even chase the liquor bitch the f*ck i look like chasin you
Bitch i got my own bag f*ck i look like hatin you
Made it on my own f*ck i look like givin thanks to you
I was down bad by myself but i made it through
Now you ain't with me now you see just what that faking do
All my niggas gettin paid that's how it's pose to be
Aint got no friends cause my enemies be close to me
I got my money up hoes wanna notice me
Big dawg status when i pullup bitch you know it's me
She tried to post me on the gram told her take it down
Hit her wit her daddy in the house bitch don't make a sound
Don't want no fans ima make these niggas hate me now
Dont want no fans ima make these niggas hate me
I got old money
We at yo door if you owe money
You don't know money
Why you be askin to hold money
This is dope money
Ready to kill who stole from me
I want more money
Ever go broke take yo money
I had no money
Now they surprised i blow money
This fasho money
Still i won't flex for show money
Send some mo money
All of my niggas a whole hundred
They fasho comin
And you fasho running
I ain't playin better look before you step to me
Aint gotta go and get the strap because it's next to me
Im in my bag i ain't talkin bout colostomy
Make him think twice before he talk about addressing me
Im staying solid i can't let you get the best of me
All i really want is the check, ain't no checkin me
I'm with real niggas , shooter to the left of me
I fear the Lord ain't nobody else a threat to me
I won't play with nobody but i'm playin for keeps
I got the city on lock and the key to the streets
Extended clip in the glock then i'm tucking the heat
Its a whole lotta smoke you think you f*cking with me