All Praises Due

[Produced by SterCity]

[Verse 1]
Catch em at the red light that mean it's green light
Wat it seem like ain't always wat it bees like
I be chillin nigga tell me what yo breeze like
Yellow tape around ya block that's what the scene like
(WHAT!) I'm a animal
Sweating over the stove just like my nana do
In them videos u niggas got some attitude
It's all cool till they shooting up ya camera crew
I'm standing on these mothafuckas throats again
A nigga rappin like he going broke again
I'm in my motherfuckin zone again
You Sucka nigga don't you call me on my phone again
(WHAT!) I had to let the beard grow again
My youngin wildin in the bing he In the hole again
(WHAT!) Don't talk to me bout these weak niggas
Singing like future rappin like meek niggas
(WHAT!) You out of line widows peak niggas
I feel some type of way about u on fleek nigas
Let my nuts hang I don't give a damn
Y'all respect the victim I respect the trigga man
I got that 99 jigga man
7 figure plan way before the Instagram
And I don't fear nothin but a fed
Sleep walkin I don't fear nothing but a Bed
Pull up wit my lil homie on the pegs
His momma need the change he gon smoke you for ya Bread
Since back in the days I been trapping away
Never backin away, I'm going back to my ways
(WHAT!) I had a dream I was rappin to yay
Then woke up to my homeboy rappin the yay
Couldn't wait for the whip so we whipped that weight
Cut the grass real low then we clip that snake
Ima eat with my dogs; ima split that steak
I got the feelin of that jigga man Kit Kat case (Nigga!)
Nigga don't talk to me bout no diss record
Unless u talkin bout a beans vs kiss record
Unless u talkin bout a game vs 5th record
Unless u talkin bout a PAC vs BIG record
What u know about your spot gettin raided up
Twistin niggas wigs we call it tops gettin braided up
Hopped out the blazer truck high socks, navy chucks
Nigga pray for the cops dont praise for us (WHAT)