I Wish to Grace

[Intro:]
We the realest
Cause we kept the business
We gone keep it going all day
Fuck yo hatin
Me and my niggas ain't waitin
We gone get it in the broad day
All day

[Chorus:]
I been out here on a mission
Got no problem goin gett'n it
And these niggas gotta problem with me
Niggas ain't in the kitchen
Got no problem doing they dishes
All my niggas got the mop I’m goin’ clean
I been out here on a mission
Got no problem going gett'n it
And these bitches gotta problem with me
I say stuntin' for the money and my city
And these bummy ass niggas wanna take it from me

[Verse 1:]
I'm on set
Its COD3 whenever you check
And whenever you record it
And whenever you get a check
I mean whenever you get a Nike
I mean whenever you get the price
You'll get it right
Your nothing like me
Niggas can't get it likely, uhh
I copyright it
Niggas couldn't stop none of this son
I been making publishing
Off of the riches
I offered Richard to Write it
Nigga offered me money
Makin a nigga offer his rights
But I ain't takin' no life
And I ain't takin no chances
Niggas wanna dance and romance
With the devil in the pale moonlight
But I'm on my mission
On my grind feelin' like a Miller Lite
I got the buzz who wanna fight
Well, light years - light years
They been lookin' Woody
And I been lookin' Wookie
I been like a Rookie
Still killin' it like the pros
And they still actin' like some hoes
So I'on do it for no show

[Chorus:]
I been out here on a mission
Got no problem goin gett'n it
And these niggas gotta problem with me
Niggas ain't in the kitchen
Got no problem doing they dishes
All my niggas got the mop we finna clean
I been out here on a mission
Got no problem going gett'n it
And these bitches gotta problem with me
I say stuntin' for the money and my city
And these bummy ass niggas wanna take it from me

[Verse 2:]
I ain't finna let go
I ain't finna let you know
How I fell and how I soared
How I fell out the fuckin sewer
Fell out the fuckin manure
Flip this shit and made a grind
Flip that shit made it double time
Now its lookin like they double lying
Now its lookin like they fell back
Now it's looking like they felt that
Now its lookin like they on something
Now it's lookin like the know something
Now its lookin like they want something
Show ya right show ya right
If you ain't know now ya know
That's that Biggie
Got it off that fuckin juicy
Let em know let em grow
And I get paid every letter
That's that Wayne in me
Gotta let 'em blow
And Jigga tell me it's the Roc
I'll sell a whole lot bitch
I will let them motherfuckers know
Tell em the code
Tell em the scrolls
I step to them niggas
We trample them niggas
Its Tampa we lettin' it go 813!

[Outro:]