On my christmas list, i just stuck to giving sh#t
Cause i can’t have the things i want, i gotta grind for that sh#t
I been workin’ all damn year, it’s ‘bout that time i get a hit
I been pushing forward like a bull, but ain’t fell in a pit
I want money, wealth, clothes and some sh#t that feel good
Be successful for myself, and go give back to the hood
I wouldn’t ever really try me, if i want too, know i could
You keep talkin’ on them dead people name, i think i should
Funky boy got no hygiene, white tee like mr. clean
You keep actin’ like a feen, for my cash like charlie sheen
I’ll hook this like kareem, got a nick on me, no teen
It’s just me, myself, no irene, k kick like wu-tang, but no c.r.e.a.m
I been leadin’ all this sh#t
Like a quarterback
They sendin’ all these blocks
But i’m running through like running backs
I took yo’ sh#t, can’t have it back
Please tell me where yo’ cap is at
Cause n#gg# i need to gift wrap it
And send it back in matte black
Yo’ girl ain’t talkin’ shippin’
When we overnight wit’ big package
So toxic when we meet
I might have to buy a hazmat
They want fuel for they beef
So go find where the grass out
We gon’ bring some lasers
So just tell me where the tag at
I go wherever that i want, and yes that do include the night
If you wanna start a business, just make sure you do it right
I sent 23 shots, make it rain like i’m mike
I’m just stuck, g#dd#mn, i can’t get in this sh#t tight
This a long #ss beach that i’m chillin’ at, no pike
You a grown #ss man, but you still don’t know how to fight?
I’m so chosen, i could be in dark, and still shine like a light
We gon’ pack up for this fest, and bring the flags, but freight
Who you know that’s really solid?
Whoyou know that will not talk?
Is he gon’ snitch? or just take that blame and let yo’ #ss go walk
If you trust a person you just met, then yo’ #ss must be off
Real hustling mentality, this sh#t cannot be taught
All them battles that i fought, all that sh#t i overcame
I could do whatever i want, but i can’t get over no pain
I don’t need to show i’m rich, i don’t need no icy chains
And they keep saying that i’m great, talking some like a daine
I been leadin’ all this sh#t
Like a quarterback
They sendin’ all these blocks
But i’m running through like running backs
I took yo’ sh#t, can’t have it back
Please tell me where yo’ cap is at
Cause n#gg# i need to gift wrap it
And send it back in matte black
Yo’ girl ain’t talkin’ shippin’
When we overnight wit’ big package
So toxic when we meet
I might have to buy a hazmat
They want fuel for they beef
So go find where the grass out
We gon’ bring some lasers
So just tell me where the tag at
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