[Verse 1]
Booty rappers posing as gun-clappers and bitch smackers!
Need to switch to being actors, image is all ya after
Hold the laughter, in the lip, the glamour and the glitz!
Flip a flow like the mob be turnin' tricks!
My clique and I will hunt ya like (?), who want the beef come spark!
I leave darkness where there used to be your front teeth
I'm heartless when it comes to havin' the back of my partners, yeah we artists but testin' us ain't the smartest!
You can huff, puff, but blow me down I doubt it kid, or
Get yo' ass Whooped behind what ya mouth did
You need more "Hail Mary's" than a catholic!
Yo ass ain't slick I'll mash your shit quick
I got connects, I get that ass stuck like glue, stand to the F you I had to make it so your parents forget you
Cause if I let You get Over and then I pass you, think you can do it on a reg so Ima wreck you!

[Hook]
Elements that I'm among, these none. Fools be gettin' done, but over
Dumb
Reasons. Yall didn't Know. Elements that I'm among, these none. Betta
Check it out
Before you become one. Elements that I'm among, these none. Fools be
Gettin'
Done, but over dumb reasons. Yall didn't Know. Elements that I'm among
These
None. Betta check it out before you become one
[Verse 2]
Now you said no tricks in '86 it's time to build
Now we gone be pushin' '96 and n***as still love to kill
Tryin to keep it real
But is it really real?
If you could fly Is it?
Get between my legs
You fuckin kid you'd be the man but hold ya Head
Because if a fifth was a fifth we'd all be drunk... n***a don't, put no
Yayo in my
Blunt
I just, wanna bring the funk like I pooted
Yo wannabe n***as is fired or be the ill reputed
You throw shade, I throw it too, more than you can chew
I get back at you, lyrically hack at you
I keep the facts here
I keep it real hell yeah
I keep the facts there
Don't make me hate you like a pap smear
That's where, I get ticked
Matter fact in the '96 I'm on some pistol grip pump on my lap at all times shit
N***as be on some black on black crime shit
And I can't let it slide
Cause I'm terrified
That I might be the next homicide
The pound is on my side
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[Hook 3]
N***as be all in my face like government be in my check
Every time I pick up the mic and begin to wreck
But right now my job is more important than a n***a
I'm independent so trickin' just ain't the way I figured
And evident I wasn't raised that way
We chicks are quick to spray that way
And I'm tryin' to stay "Forever Free" like AZ
Baskin' in the riches of this hip hop M-U-S-I-C
Cause when the East is in the house, "Oh My God!" is right
I know girls that's givin' n***as fair fights, so you damn right Ima
Stick up for mine, like a queen at a bee and Ima
Get my own rhythm without a "G" hey
If ya kiddie come come
Well ya need to run run
Like a bee yall get stung
By my diggy dumps dumps
All because of ya tongue
And I'll be lampin' in the sun when the day is done

[Hook]