Both Sides

If young Metro don't trust ya, I'm gon shoot ya

Get my Maybach washed at the studio

I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes

I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio

Multi-millionaire, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho

Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those

Yeah, ** stop calling my phone, I'm in the studio

Yeah, ** we ain't doing no Twitter, lil ** get supersoaked

** we ain't playing both sides, lil ** who you rooting for?

My life is a secret, everything confidential

Rollie presidential, working on my mental

Ready for the pressure (yeah) 38 special (yeah)

Aim it at your temple (yeah), shooters behind me driving in a rental

Told his mama, "Sorry for your loss, did you get the flowers that I sent you?"

Used to sell my beats for two bills, now you can't even get a sample

Mama found the work in a closet

I was making shoe box deposits

Ain't looking back, change the topic

Park a Bentley coupe in the projects

Told my ex ** I'm doing great, yah

So much ice, I need some skates, yah

Playing two sides, my shooter put three in his face, yah

I just spent eleven on my waist, yah

I dress like a star, my closet running out of space, yah

Get my Maybach washed at the studio

I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes

I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio

Multi-millionaire, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho

Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those

Yeah, ** stop calling my phone, I'm in the studio

Yeah, ** we ain't doing no Twitter, lil ** get supersoaked

** we ain't playing both sides, lil ** who you rooting for?

Woah, Gucci jacket, inside pocket hold the ratchet

OG kush I'm smoking on a potent package

Saint Laurent don on me

And I got a gun on me

Can't no infiltrators come around me

Told my son don't suck his thumb around me

Issa lotta bloodhounds around me

You could get gunned down around me

Yeah, all my friends bad guys

Search him at the door, he might be wearing a wire

In a foreign, drinking syrup, that's a DUI

Police ** **, you the FBI

Get my Maybach washed at the studio

I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes

I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio

Multi-millionaire, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho

Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those

Yeah, ** stop calling my phone, I'm in the studio

Yeah, ** we ain't doing no Twitter, lil ** get supersoaked

** we ain't playing both sides, lil ** who you rooting for?

I'm sleeping where the killers at

I'm hanging on a fed block

Yeah, Glock 40 with a red dot

Ten racks for a headshot