Full Metal

Huuuh

I call my brother Sun cause he shine like..noon time

my last on the turnpike, maneuvering minds GT5 My nerves is ice

And I wouldn't change none of it at hind sight, believe this

cause if I wouldn't have been that then I wouldn't be this

inspiration for niggas who out there chasing that paper

walkin the walk, and running over them haters

outlining the chalk, the conversation is deaded

cause I'm living for the loot n you wasn't talkin no bread biiitch

cake all layerish, playa all himalayerish, got the 420 vision

rollin doobies up, rollin doobies up, up in the incision

my rocket furnishes, projection screens built in my ceilings

I spit the picture so vivid because I'm really livin

this jet life, tennis shoes n tuxedos

them other fools ain't fly, they fuckin mosquitoes

Don't work, they just cryin, whinin, fuckin pinot grigio

you need to get on your grind

stack a stack of dead people, that concussive presidential time

for that cash I brung a clean tag, this is mine

fuck you doin with that..dough

Az holdin the baby, peepin the whole scene, I'm bout to blow

you know...