Spin the Bottle

[Intro]
Trust gang shit, nigga
Look...

[Verse]
A real boss can't agree before you walk on your feet
You gotta crawl and know how to take a loss or defeat
They say you make your own bed, well shit, I'm hogging the sheets
I bare arms, y'all niggas still can't get your arms out your sleeves
I went head to head with niggas that was taller than me
I got homies that's dead and gone, we only talk when I sleep
We only talk in my dreams
So when I'm stressing up too much and I need advice
That's the only time I'm falling asleep
I'm only here to claim the crown
Tell them other hoes to hang the towel
I give a bitch a [?]
Spilled milk will never blame the cow
'Cause when the milk spills
What's the point of crying when you got paper towels
Niggas smoking loud but never made a sound
I did my dirt and swept under a rug until I made a pile
They know it's lit whenever Ché in town, shit
Let me break it down, these hoes don't want Picasso when I paint the town
Road to riches but I'm hitting potholes
Got it out the mud and left footprints, that's for the kids to follow
You know my city's filled with Pablos
On the block with something for the fiends smoke, sniff, or swallow
Chance of making it slim as a model
We was trying to find peace in the city was like digging for fossils
Put my enemies in a circle, I can't decide who I wanna kill first
So fuck it! I'm playing spin the bottle
Whoever lands on gon' be the first to kiss this hallow
And kiss tomorrow goodbye, that's how I clip my rivals
Them crackers came and switched the model
They took our history and gave our Black Jesus vitiligo
I don't follow, bitch I set the trends
This D'usse got me feeling like Cleo on Set It Off in a synthetic way
We had to grind, we wasn't blessed with what they have
But we still built kingdoms and made the best of what we had, nigga