Savon

I'm trying to stay coming for my head, Paul.

I'm trying to put pressure on you, man.

Hold right there with that big jersey, big jersey.

I'm trying for the middle stuff, yo.

Stocks is high, and it never was all love.

So stop the lies, motherfuckers will blow your brains out and watch you bleed.

The same niggas that you trust, let them watch you see.

You got it dead, niggas, money don't stop the greed.

That's why now I gotta rock my best, pop my three.

And whoever died first, may God forgive the nigga who lived.

Sometimes you gotta handle your bids.

To my niggas when I die, keep inhaling a lie.

And come to my wake high, when you're telling me bye.

What goes around comes around.

And start shootin' at ya, I'm lookin' for the devil, cause money's the root of evil And kids won't be happy till my bezel looks see-through, until I flood their wallet with an ego and diesel Got to deal with the top off my whip, bust my gun while it's still tough, so you can hop off my dick I've run with a few parolees, old thieves, that rock ice blue, but your knees are rollies

Who really the best rapper since Big ain't here?

Y'all know the answer to that when Kiss ain't here.

When you see me, don't ask me nothing about us.

And don't definitely ask me nothing about them.

Fuck you.