Hard Knocks

Ay, cut this shit off My life the fuckin' business, in here collectin' digits This shit could get explicit, got a sweet tooth for these bitches Yeah, burnin' through these meal tickets Shit could get wicked (mic check) Lights, camera, action Slow burn, no crash Now that's a lot of ashes The fuckin' main attraction Let's get this shit in order, I am the top of the totem Time to reload, and we're blowin' the smoke out your modem (come on) Come get in closer, yeah, I know you smellin' that aroma Household name on every motherfuckin' corner Ring, ding-ding, she fuck me right, then I'm a goner Ting-ting, then we toast into this marijuana Now, how many licks does it take just to get to the center of a cupcake? No time to pump School of hard knocks took the long way See the fuckin' cops in the busy hallway Made it out the hood, now it's Broadway Y'all motherfuckers better leave them kids alone These niggas can't afford to go to war on a budget (nah-ah) Say my name in the wrong sentence, and I'ma pull up and touch it (yup) The repercussion in this bitch, it sound just like a percussion Have your deep cover, cold case under the rubbish Yeah, murder was the fuckin' case That's the killer Cali way Ricky in the alley way, just another Saturday Drinkin' gin and juice while these bitches was sippin' Alizé It's just a matinee, watch me blow a bag a day (come on) School of hard knocks took the long way See the fuckin' cops in the busy hallway Made it out the hood, now it's Broadway Y'all motherfuckers better leave them kids alone I started out with nothin' and took this gangster shit worldwide You know a nigga always into somethin' I couldn't even help it if I tried Now this is fair warning, nigga, final notice Back outside and movin' on this locomotive Hot as fuck, but still keepin' a cold shoulder You outta luck, success the sweetest hangover Game over (over, over, over) Guns on the bed (yeah) Aye Phone on, don't do not disturb Two Chevys in my grandma's driveway, notice not the birds Prescriptions and a medicine cap that I got wide reserved Guns on the bed, the chopper mine, the pocket rocket hers You're actin' nervous around killers, you got a lot of nerve She wanna slide, I'm at the top, you know that top reserved You're sheddin' blood, that's murder, and your name get hot as Zurn My shooter's quiet on the set, you on here, not a word (hush) Used to givin' my all, fuck a minimum wage Tryna make me a slave, that's how villains are made Had me feelin' some way, stuck in my feelings some day Windows get tinted Sunday, pillage to fill, it's Monday Just another day at work (uh) Feelin' like I'm on the verge Get the urge, don't wanna purge Shit get deep, spoken word Met this bitch in Sherman Oaks, I bet she fuck with Sherm Smokey in a pigeon coop, look like she ducking worm Baby daddy on her back, every time I bust a turn Bitch keep lookin' right to left, that shit not my concern On Long Beach Boulevard 'til I get to 23rd Put us in the jungle, we're leavin' out that bitch in furs I'm talkin' his and hers, DA tryna switch his words Murder was the case, but you know what the witness heard (nothing) Nigga bumped his head, musta hit a nerve Scratches on a statement like the 4G, I don't see the curve I see you for what you is, with my vision blurred Don't make a nigga sign a phone and sit without a signature You know this shit could get ugly as Forest Whitaker Make your bones chillin', you're feelin' all in your fibula I be home gettin' my dick sucked with the semi-tucked Frequently knee-deep in some pussy and still don't give a fuck Girls with that big fist tryna connect some Parking lot pimpin', tryna collect some Too rich to make poor decisions Too many die for attention They prey on you, no religion Don't let them play with you, might have to kill some Niggas that change on you, pop, career done Hittin' them chains on you, locked in prison A nigga out there movin' right The shit you bitches do for likes