Da Bottom Vol.3

[Verse]
Get them Franklins like I'm Aretha
Gats splash, niggas screamin' "Eureka!"
Xannies and reefer, hookers and beepers
Dust was cheaper, 40s of liters of
Wild irish rose, off of the meter
Double life, double diva
Run rife with a few cheerleaders
A couple kids and I'm only a libra
Triple beam be the [skit now?]
Fishscale [?]
Vok' man, gellin' on the streets, out on [bitnow?]
Still making signals, loadin' up the glick-knock
Hollow heads come with shit-nells
Need a [?], yo, take the slugs out a [?]
Moms yelling "shit, naw", her baby got hit off
He ain't even get to take the nine off his hip off
Hit him up nice, shoulda' seen how I dipped off
Acting like he had a tool, playing in his drit-nawls
Why you wanna act to a dude to let the fifth off?

Cause' I'm looking at the world through my rearview

[Verse 2]
This the part where I bring the pain
And then I make it rain when I talk about how it came
It was so fast, y'all niggas know the game
And if you don't, it came back again
They came back again, I copped again then stacked again
Narcs' on my back, I gotta run a lap to win
But ain't no winning in this game, its only nine innings
Four quarters, no timeouts or overtimes in it
You gotta stay consistent
Keep your eyes on the rooftops from a distance
Cause' if you [?] then the jab ain't Sonny Liston's
Its the Pistol Pistons
And they ain't from Detroit, so you know they ain't missing
What is your expertise position?
On this kid's condition
They find you buried in the woods missing
I mean its hard
I'll give it to the kid, he went twelve rounds, but he lost on the cards
Bragging in the yard how he had the baddest broads
Drove the fastest cars, days and nights at the bar
Weekends at the [Kelly Green?], it's haze in a jar
Sky was the limit, he could see it that far
On point for that cheese, with a four like Brett Farve's
Flow outta' this world, comparing it to Mars
Compare my bars? Naw, wear my scars
And you better hope that I don't air out this torch

Cause' I'm looking at the world through my rearview