Stripes

[Chorus]
I'm still the same, tank full, still ain't got time for you fake bitches
Still focused, leaving rebel, double V2 chain, beep-beep, see my entrance
All theses niggas want fame, I ain't even tryna mingle
Boy, you gotta earn stripes, Cincinnati Bengals, huh

[Verse]
All of my raps giving praises to God
Claiming that hood you ain't from, boy, you fried
Why gotta lie in yours raps you that guy?
Talking three fourths of the square, yeah, he proud
Food on the table, we prayed over tides
Real nightmares have you shaking at night
Paralyzed on his back, on his side
That's my bruh like he came out the stomach my mother, we tied
First case XL prayer size
Trigger finger, who spreading the lies ?
Hell Rell, you know jumbo the tribe
Voice of the people, Lu-Kusa on live
No retaliation, no subbing, it's fine
Mark Jackson hand down and she bowed to your finest, your highness
On my 25th hour, still undefeated, downtown eastern commerce
Back then, she was rocking Ebonics
Drive through the hood, you could see him, he solid
Real lives getting lost and it's kinda
A life ban at Gerrard at McDonald's
Turned twenty-one and he came and he blasting
Never thought I'd be here, be the last one
Indirected, she fathered a bastard

[Chorus]
I'm still the same, tank full, still ain't got time for you fake bitches
Still focused, leaving rebel, double V2 chain, beep-beep, see my entrance
All theses niggas want fame, I ain't even tryna mingle
Boy, you gotta earn stripes, Cincinnati Bengals, huh