Too Close for Comfort

[Intro]
In the stu' just trying shit
All the opps they dying and shit
Maybach seats recline as I get fly as shit
9 hats up stupid little boy died on a lick
Catch a hat, flick up in the same fit

[Verse 1]
His bitch badder on the 2 man finna pull a Nico Harrison
We run laps around the opps this shit embarrassing
Eater with a bonnet she don't want nut in her hair again
She do dirty work for me in the street I might marry it
Gang up 113 and they dissing not hearing it
I trap, rap, and hoop but I ain't All-American
Choppa hit his spine turnt him to a good samaritan
Came in the game I'm doing better than many men
So like they did 50 they sent many men
I been rapping underground like Harriet
I was a rookie shooting shit like Carl Carrington
I look in the mirror and see souls, I'm delirious
Bitch turned me down she said I'm too arrogant
Boston to Turkey to Boston, I'm in the air again
I protect my craft I send a verse I'm clearing it
Greatest to ever do it I don't see comparisons
Bro said body the beat, I'ma bury it

[Chorus]
9 hats, 9 times it got too close for comfort
9 straps, only need 1 to put em under
9 hellcats, pull off the lot dumpin
9 rats in my circle had to leave the function
AKs, know we got alot of them
Barclays, keep the checks coming
8 K's, I got security coverage
Play bitches like arcade, yet the hoe still love me

[Verse 2]
Everybody around me sees I make an influence
Everybody around me took a loss we been through it
Like Gucci I'll send shots at your dome, this ain't Intuit
Ain't from Cali but I'll do you like Kdot if we get in to it
I admit they had they chance to end me, they been blew it
Shooting up houses better pray they have insurance
I'm the one who put them on the news clip in a new fit
I was gonna have to pick the role up I been knew it
I'm just on a PJ with GJ
Bad bitch giving me Cheesecake for my BDay
He dropped a diss he got whacked ain't even take 3 days
RIP MO3 but they can't see me on the freeway
And I smoke 16enten
Did him bad just like I did Manman
Big ass AP on some Ben-10
Jhit Sco died wish I got the main man
'So survived, but we still put in pain man
Dot died, heard he was their rain man
Osoe got faced Glock gave him a spray tan
Tezz, Snatch, and Trey died together they the same clan
My flow smooth like butter like I'm on Bangtan
Getting cheese like alfredo, no Fredo I'm the bangman
Hooping like I'm Jordan, on the rim I'm Hangman
Iced out Cartier, cost 8 times 8 bands
In the streets I'm a Psycho, Turkish Patrick Bateman
3RK hats combined, gon need 25 hands

[Chorus]
9 hats, 9 times it got too close for comfort
9 straps, only need 1 to put em under
9 hellcats, pull off the lot dumpin
9 rats in my circle had to leave the function
AKs, know we got alot of them
Barclays, keep the checks coming
8 K's, I got security coverage
Play bitches like arcade, yet the hoe still love me

[Outro]
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em