Beat Breathe

[Intro]
C'mon man, oh man
Got my jit right here
C'mon man, ayy
Man, young nigga
You already know what the fuck up with me man, ayy

[Verse 1]
Big body shit, triple B shit
Ounces in the kitchen, young niggas cooking cement
Dog nigga, I made real sisters swallow semen
Left that football shit when I was small as fuck on PeeWee
Now these folks paying to come see me
You say I'm pussy, start spraying when you see me
Four-five tucked and it got a red beam
The way I'm kicking shit, need to play for a soccer team
And I don't owe a nigga shit, I got mine out the mud
But if I don't want a nigga around
Ain't gon' grab a Glock and ride for me
You know I'm smoking killer, that pack in from the Bay nigga
Scratch lil mama rent, get a key, devil can't stay with her
Serve you what you need, got up and down like elevator
Pound, don't need no scale, just weigh it up then thank me later
Die behind a bitch, you dumb as fuck, you duck jit
Gooking off them pills and talking all that fuck shit
Lost twenty at the re', that twenty came back twenty times
'Member Pine Street? copping half of circles, cutting dimes
Heard they want my spot (what?), sneak dissin', they sending shots
Pull up with them thirty clips, real life we sendin' shots

[Interlude]
C'mon man
I'm just gettin' started man
Let the, let the beat breathe
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Ayy they like when I do this type of shit here though
Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy

[Verse 2]
Let me go back in, industry don't want me in
Drebo just came home, and my lil brother done went back in
That shit there make me think, we doing shit them niggas can't
Think 'bout taking something, lil nigga better go rob a bank

[Outro]
Haha, yeah
Ayy, hear what I said boy?
Better go stick up Chase, haha
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, c'mon man
Oh, oh, ayy
You already know
Do this shit for them niggas in the trenches man
I ain't no rap nigga
Ain't no industry ass nigga man, ain't no Hollywood ass nigga
Know what I'm saying