“Intern” is highly considered one of 2Kz' biggest hits as it was his first track to reach a million streams on Spotify alone. The track has made appearances on Drake’s OVO Sound Radio Episode 66 and OVO Sound Radio Episode 69 along with “For the Love of the Money” on episode 66 and “Wrist On Fleek”...
[Chorus]
These bitches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it's paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap Rel8ted, yeah they heard me right
Free my niggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me (pow pow)
I don't do this shit for free
Barely do this shit for me, no
[Post-Chorus]
Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke (they don't want smoke)
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke (they all want the smoke)
Young nigga, I was broken down till' I ran into dope (ran into dope)
Got an intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope
[Verse 1]
We ain't speaking on the phone
Undercovers try to call (hello?)
Know I gave 'em dial tone
Young nigga tryna ball (buckets)
Give my daughters everything I never had
Other words, I'm tryna give 'em it all
Spend a quick 10 racks in the mall
Niggas making videos for the law
That's the shit that got a nigga in awe (wow)
Got me thinking bout the shit that he saw
Feeing money, I ain't getting involved (nope)
All these dope, I cannot keep in my sock
Bad bitch, got her beating the pot (beat it)
Big belly, almost touching the pot
Big belly, 'cause I'm eating a lot (ha)
Certain niggas said they riding, but I know they boutta renege (I know that they lyin)
Dirty cops got me checking my mirror, I'm watching for feds (they creepin)
My bitch hate it when I'm paranoid, she said it's all in my head (it's all in my head)
She don't know I got a half in the car, and a whole lotta bread
I got the bread, all the dope, and the lot, 4 block and I'm serving it hot
Big body taking over the lot, niggas talk now there's whole lotta watch
Dump the meds, when I'm cooking the rocks
Free my nigga, he just sold to a cop
Hustle rests, 60 months in the building
Left the jail and headed straight to the block
[Chorus]
These bitches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it's paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap Rel8ted, yeah they heard me right
Free my niggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me (pow pow)
I don't do this shit for free
Barely do this shit for me, no
[Post-Chorus]
Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke (they don't want smoke)
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke (they all want the smoke)
Young nigga, I was broken down till' I ran into dope (ran into dope)
Got an intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope
[Verse 2]
I don't pay no mind to these niggas, I'm way bigger
I could never drop a dime on my nigga, that's go figure
I'm in another class, yeah
Feds sitting in the parking lot, I need another trap (let's get it)
Ex-girl try to Face Time, but you know I'm gone, poof
I'm on to some new shit (next)
Only nigga with these kicks in the city, I'm stepping in something exclusive
Had to seperate myself from these niggas they think that I'm moving reclusive
Apron on, with the wife beater, yeah I beat the pot off, I'm abusive (beat it up, beat it up)
Cops want me in the back of a cruiser, I'm way too illusive
Bad bitch dripping in the Medusa, she loving my music
Why a nigga bringing guns in the uber, we party and bullshit
All we did is come to have us a good time, but we can get ignorant
I was sitting in the back of the court room when I heard my nigga get that 5-piece (damn)
Right after that I made a phone call, and went OT with a 9-piece (no scam)
This the life I gotta live, I'm just tryna feed my kids
Authentic, no cap nigga, I'm just rapping what it really is (chasing the bag)
[Chorus]
These bitches on me, tryna get a slice
They treat the condo like it's paradise
My life a gamble, like a pair of dice
Trap Rel8ted, yeah they heard me right
Free my niggas till' they free
Shooters siding up with me (pow pow)
I don't do this shit for free
Barely do this shit for me, no
[Post-Chorus]
Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke (they don't want smoke)
Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke (they all want the smoke)
Young nigga, I was broken down till' I ran into dope (ran into dope)
Got an intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope