Hooked

[Verse 1]
I rock black socks
Always on some business shit
Fresh up out the dealership
Do you know who you dealin' with?
'Bout to get ya' feelings hit
Can't find where my ceilings is
I ain't lookin' for the truth
My nigga you're hearing it
Checks and bongs, we clearin' it
I bond with the pyramids
I belong in Port-au-Prince
I might fly my Mic West
Like the man recording this
I don't follow ordinance
My life isn't ordinary
If you check my attributes
You will not see bored or scary
Have you pray to Lord and Mary
Just know that results may vary
Losing nuts and bolts is scary
Peepin' Tom, ain't spoke to Jerry
Rat shit gets you poked and buried
I guess that I lost my mind
Or right now I can't see it clearly
I got money to burn
And blood on the leaves
Monеy to earn
And tea for diseasе
Relief for the greed
Speaking to breathe
Please be respectful
When speaking to me
Everything goes
Peaceful and sweet
Until you talk shit
Then I'll see you retreat
Given the choices
The following please
Lettuce, stay cool
Or burn up the beef

[Interlude]
Who the fuck ever had any doubt about 40?
Who the fuck ever had any doubt about 40?
Tell me, who the fuck really had any doubt about 40?
Yeah, that's what I thought, lemme finish recording

[Verse 2]
I'm awake when y'all stay dormant
I don't play with y'all informants
I've had bagels with a millionaire
And still shake hands of doormen
If I ice grill, word to Foreman
I'ma Tyson, leave you snorin'
Sugar rays fly out ya' ears
And now ya' eyes and nose are pourin'
Now your girls flowers are sporin'
I'm like Neo, bullets soarin'
I'm like Morpheus and Lawrence
When my dogs are in the sandlot
Best believe you hear us roarin'
Need a 'Cat, maybe a Jag'
I need commas front and back
I don't mean to leave you sad
But nothing's all I've ever had
So I'ma take what I need
I'ma take what I want to
I'm here for the bread
The cheese, the steak and the fondue
You hate then that's on you
Do you shake when you're calm too?
The fakeness is on you
C'mon dude
You see, I got you hooked
Man I been had the recipe
When it comes to this rap shit
No nigga could mess with me
Please, feel free to message me
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Oh, you need a 40 hoodie?
Do we got 'em? Yes indeed
Teachers never testin' me
Dummies never question me
Shawty put her butt on my lap
Now I think she pressin' me
I hope you're impressed with me
Lexus how I flex the V
If you ain't yell the number 40
Please do not stand next to me