Chopper

Know you gotta sit there and remember this one, Lupe

Had to get Blue on this track, you feel me?

HOLLA AT 'EM, WHOA

That's all I appreciate right there man

I live for this shit, nigga, you know what I mean

TALK TO 'EM

(2x):

Filet mignon with my food stamps

Car cosigned by my mama

Medical card from Obama

Background check for a chopper

Background check for a chopper

Background check for a chopper

Filet mignon with my food stamps

Background check for a chopper

Medical card from Obama

Background check for a chopper

Background check for a chopper

Background check for a chopper

I got my chopper full and my black tee, slide

My baby mama done fucked up on her food stamps

That's three months to recertify

I'm right, niggas be watching, they don't want these problems

When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'

I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese

Got a seven tre in my mama yard, sittin' on E's

I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee

Just know what's free

You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't critique

Look at me nigga, just a young hood nigga tryna get this cake

I don't need to be givin' out how school gon' educate

Filet mignon for my food stamps I know mama credit quite good

So I'm out here with this dope money got a big body in my hood

Nigga you see it, better believe it, this what I'm bout

Got a trap house I be boomin' in, fiends in and out

Cut the J anyway it come nigga, section 8

See we straight, how much money I make

This block [?]

Filet mignon with my food stamps

Would tell you don't really want be the truth

Let me hit you back on my government phone

Still a hood nigga, whatcha want me to do?

We get a blunt and a joint out of [?]

Where I'm from we be actually hoopin' in Jordans

Five dollar white t-shirts and them loose cigarettes

Ain't nobody fit to do shit important

People really don't give no fuck about nothing

Although they may smile and be cordial

Dealin' around with the wrong damn crowd

Then bring a frown to my friend up in an alley, we warned you

Background check for the chopper, the barrel

Breathin' back down the neck of imposters

The murder rate ain't back down yet

[?]

To the nigga that was tryna say somethin'

Some people, listen, you could be predisposed or be preconditioned

Or speak with the preacher, been preaching be the person

To be some process in your progress or be the prevention

I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to

I get money, I ain't gotta sell my soul, ho, who the hell is you?

They say my kind ain't welcome everywhere, well I can deal with that

But those who pop they shit get the shit popped outta them it's still a fact

So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine

You'll shortly find that this is best for everyone involved

All in all [?]

(2x):

Filet mignon with my food stamps

Car cosigned by my mama

Medical card from Obama

Background check for a chopper

Permit, don't need permission from a doctor

I been smokin' since a pre-teen toddler

I been servin' since a jit tryna dodge all the obstacles

My teachers all told me that were probable

Probable cause, no crack a never really had it

I was just a nigga in a high price whip

Yea, I'm just a nigga with an education brought up in the ghetto

Well you better have extension on the clip

Well beef comes around in the town more often than these bitches in motion

I got a yapper, five dollars, off the streets

Yea I'm told for protection more than anything

Don't test my devotion

My first amendment right, they violate it anytime we out smokin'

Chicago violence boostin' up but we just focussin' on other environments

[?] more fiends [are rising]

Apologize cause it was something I was promotin'

Chopper and my bitch they ain't kissin' light somebody up

You just tell them [?] who stole it

Rich gunplay, shit that's all they see that's all they know

Without it kinda hopeless

Said this is in '09 and still no medicare for grandma

I done said out their names and niggas still ain't wanna answer

Lu probly tell me Trouble you gotta put the mack down

Felonies all in your background

Said this is in '09 and still no medicare for grandma

I done said out their names and niggas still ain't wanna answer

Lu probly tell me Trouble you gotta put the mack down

Felonies all in your background

I used to run up in your crib with shit that go