You have a pre-paid call from Tory Yeah, okay The odds always against me, I done pulled up in the Bentley Shit, I swear I had to do it for them days I did the renting, yeah Fuck whoever sent ya and the boys that go against me I been in here for ten years just like I'm sounding for a century I done with you bitches twenty times now Got in a hurry, I tried to run off cool, let me find out I used to work that 9-5 until I signed out Went to jail, got off on bail, I bonded, I was cookin' that nigga's mom's house Niggas don't know what the fuck a nigga been through You don't know about that pain all in my heart when niggas spin through Tell me you was with me, no, the fuck you niggas wasn't When them choppas get to bustin' for my cousin Corner store know I'm the man When I'm poppin' with these fours and plus these grams They got me goin' Rainwater, hail and random snow I'm blowin' I'm a familiar face with all them things they see me at the trap It's like I'm glowin' Highlighter, marker, pull up on your side and park it We ain't got no time for talkin', you get on that time, I spark it Bullets comin' sharper than a pine-you-porcer, porcupiner Out the store, I'm buyin' more designer First deal I flip it with my nigga, shit, you know I signed it Shit, you know I came up from the bottom, shit, I told 'em: Load the choppas We fucked most the hoes in the city, I know your ho gon' know my partners Flyin' to resorts and islands, I'm tryin' not to resort to violence I'm facin' **** right now, but all y'all niggas was silent And all y'all bitches tryna bury me, but niggas can't discourage me These hoes wan' fuck me urgently and I'm countin' different currencies I got a Grammy in the street right now, currently The niggas that keep claimin' that they gon' murder me still ain't never murdered me I mix the Black Leprechaun with the zaza Niggas talk, it's got to Tata, talk to Tata I got the stick, it's doin' magic trick, like, nigga, voila Tada, shoot the nigga, blow his whole mata Nah, he was trippin' so they blew his biscuit out his Popeyes He shouldn't have fucked with the Jamaican niggas, they deal with ties We talkin' scoreboard, all my niggas top five Ready to pour Tobasco sauce all on a nigga hot fry (Tory, nigga) Please, uh, I need hella peace tryna stack these money trees I remember when a gold was just a hundred Gs No one ever did it like me so they come at me, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, yeah, yeah I went from sleepin' on the floor to the mattress with the air And every time they cut my life it was candle matches everywhere And I was cuttin' through this work like it was axes everywhere I'm someone tryna live my life like I pay taxes every year Call way out in Beverly so I started out the Tellin' plugs: You fucked, you picked somebody else instead of me I started two Os in one line like the letter B Pourin' with some shooters, they so hectic, you just let it be Tall guy, really I'm a dog, that's my pedigree That's why shawty gotta pose on my denim jeans If a nigga call himself my enemy Don't make me be remembered for turning all of y'all to memories Running through the feelings if I couldn't do a drill You know I come to hunt the killers, 'bout a hundred blunts I I been working hard, bitch, I'm going number one this year And all my competition really gotta some it up in fear, that's for real Please, uh, I need hella peace tryna stack these money trees I remember when a gold was just a hundred Gs No one ever did it like me so they come at me, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free, ta-ta Nigga, headshots come for free