Ty Pacino

[Verse 1]
Don't get in the way, I might just call on my niggas and (?) on plate
I hit the blast, started with 4 on a baby like one on the way
Just playing my (?), started with nothing, I just made 100 today
I'm back on a wall, I made a call, I took it right to LA
Got mine out the mud, yeah, my wrist under water, I'm planting my safe
Soon as it came, I ain't a Joker, I got a Ace up my sleeve
I got a chip on my shoulder now, daddy done told me to hold it down
And if I loved, it's over now, losing it all to hold me down, yeah
Y'all on the outside looking in, I took a loss on my way to win
I made a mill, I ran it back again, asked if I love her, girl, well that depends

[Chorus]
It is what it is, I'm back on my biz, I be dissing the diss

[Verse 2]
Fuck is you talking about, don't make 'em pull up to your house
A foreign put up at the house, had yola bag up in the cash
I'm too big, ain't no walking 'round me, yeah
Might want to think before you talk about me, yeah
Enough with the cap, let us get back to the fact, I make me a million
Retired my mama at fifty, I got it here, I fell in love with the feeling
I still got homies that cut on the system, like fuck it, they stuck on the pilling
I just be hoping the Lord will forgive us 'cuz all of His children be sinning
Wide open the zip lock, I run it on tick tock, she got my dick rocked
And she likes the rich cock, whip, rings on my glass, fucking that cash up on the new toy
My homies be sippin' their red, they ducking and dodging them blue boys
I want your wife to got so many diamonds, I flooded her whole face
She call me Tyler Picasso, I pull out and pen up a whole face
Put that hoe up in a hoe place, shoulda hit you, leave a note trace
Lawyer, he gon' eat the whole case, two seater, it got no space
They check my net worth, they don't wanna see me win again
They'd rather see me in a pen again, never hope a nigga sin again
Wishing death on me, man to man
Daddy called me, said he sick again
She love me, she love me, but then again
She lied on me, no, she will again, hey
Shit got hard, I grind harder
Made me another milli, Dwayne Carter
I was a (?), posted in a charger
Flying like fuck it, Imma get it charted

[Chorus]
It is what it is, I'm back on my biz, I be dissing the diss, yeah, yeah