Chorus 2X: XL
I'm Know they see me coming
I'm A baller
Just cuz I got money they wanna lock me up tonight
[Verse One: C-Murder]
I Know you see me coming
I just left the dungen with handcuffs on me
But you aint my homie what
I'm on a paper chase you trying to take my place
f*** they system that's right (d*** C-Murder dissed them)
You see me on TV, court TV
Take my freedom from me but I'm still gonna be a G
Locked down to free thats me the Miller boy
Chrome carrier I'll burry ya but I'm smooth
You couldn't fit my shoes
I make the news on a regular
Six ??? burry ya scary ya
You don't wanna mess with me
That means I get the ski mask and X your a** whoa!
For real though I'm looking for a reason
Cuz in the Calliope it's duck hunting season
My mama say boy you better let it go
But I'm gonna pull an R Kelly and keep it on the down low WHOA!
Chorus 2X: XL
[Verse Two: MAC]
Take a shot take these n***** in the pace
Me and my doggs hangin' them like drapes let me say this
Ain't no love if you transparent
You also know is week who to put these n***** to sleep
s**** deep proverts is what I'm speaking cussing like Puerto Ricans
Buss them till you leaking I sound like who?
World War III you don't wanna start me n****
GT is where my m****f***in heart be n****
I'm a lion king ducking with a gat in my hand
Little kid would you like to be a murder man
Soulja rag on my eye soulja ????????
b**** n***** try to stop me I reverse the game WHOA!
Chorus 2X: XL
[Verse Three: T-Bo]
Got d*** them b****** hate when you up
and got a couple of bucks and hate you when you broke
What is this what the f***?
I like candy Benz and pointing in trims and big ole trucks
Dollars to tip strippers couple of chickens to pluck
You must be sick in the head if you think I do this for ya'll
I do this for my family, I do this to ball
and I promise ya'll when I hit the top I never gone fall
Back down to the bottom again b**** I'm never gone fall
I got 10 whips 20 chicks and a house made of bricks
One gold mouth piece especally made for talking s***
Till you rock those big chains trying to catch cracker slim
Put on your track shoes ????
Chorus: XL
till fade
I'm Know they see me coming
I'm A baller
Just cuz I got money they wanna lock me up tonight
[Verse One: C-Murder]
I Know you see me coming
I just left the dungen with handcuffs on me
But you aint my homie what
I'm on a paper chase you trying to take my place
f*** they system that's right (d*** C-Murder dissed them)
You see me on TV, court TV
Take my freedom from me but I'm still gonna be a G
Locked down to free thats me the Miller boy
Chrome carrier I'll burry ya but I'm smooth
You couldn't fit my shoes
I make the news on a regular
Six ??? burry ya scary ya
You don't wanna mess with me
That means I get the ski mask and X your a** whoa!
For real though I'm looking for a reason
Cuz in the Calliope it's duck hunting season
My mama say boy you better let it go
But I'm gonna pull an R Kelly and keep it on the down low WHOA!
Chorus 2X: XL
[Verse Two: MAC]
Take a shot take these n***** in the pace
Me and my doggs hangin' them like drapes let me say this
Ain't no love if you transparent
You also know is week who to put these n***** to sleep
s**** deep proverts is what I'm speaking cussing like Puerto Ricans
Buss them till you leaking I sound like who?
World War III you don't wanna start me n****
GT is where my m****f***in heart be n****
I'm a lion king ducking with a gat in my hand
Little kid would you like to be a murder man
Soulja rag on my eye soulja ????????
b**** n***** try to stop me I reverse the game WHOA!
Chorus 2X: XL
[Verse Three: T-Bo]
Got d*** them b****** hate when you up
and got a couple of bucks and hate you when you broke
What is this what the f***?
I like candy Benz and pointing in trims and big ole trucks
Dollars to tip strippers couple of chickens to pluck
You must be sick in the head if you think I do this for ya'll
I do this for my family, I do this to ball
and I promise ya'll when I hit the top I never gone fall
Back down to the bottom again b**** I'm never gone fall
I got 10 whips 20 chicks and a house made of bricks
One gold mouth piece especally made for talking s***
Till you rock those big chains trying to catch cracker slim
Put on your track shoes ????
Chorus: XL
till fade