At My Best

You know we started from the bottom, ****

You know you don't hustle, you don't eat, ****

You know if you broke, you don't sleep, ****

You know,  long live all my ****

Look, I keep that glock by my tummy

Boy, you know you pussy like right beneath her lil' tummy

I am the bomb and I advise you pussies stay far from me

****, how I come drummin', flow sick, I might vomit

Drop a brick on they head, they been out here, no stomach

All they lead in the pencil, while me erase somethin'

I'm from the gutter where snitches wear wires

Ride with mach and I ain't talkin' 'bout that boy off The Wire

Mach eleven on my side but that boy not a minor

Make me come find you

Know a heaven like your boss make me cosign you

You know the apple bring the bitch up out of

They know a punk, bitch, I ain't never got set up out 'em

Yeah, hey, I can only hear the money you coppin'

Play with my dog and we gon' bring it to your door

Like we tryin' to make sure you got it

I used to make the honor roll but I ain't make it through college

Hey, now a days I might push the Rolls Royce around commons

At your best you are not there

See, we were broke, I had to make sure we got it

I swear it took a long time but I still went and got it

Yeah, hey

Uh, that's a boss, that's a boss, yeah

When you make it out, never leave family out here

I'm a boss, went and bought a house, paid it all back

I'ma ball on the socket till my casket fall, yeah, yeah, yeah

At your best you are not there

Ain't a thing they can say about me

I swear when you went to bed, can't a thing stop me

Yeah, hey

I got cheese like a rat, ****, you a rat

My bitch weed cost the rent

And bitch around internet beef, we just wettin' shit

Your backpack stay filled with them jets in it

Got me dancin' like Michael, my bitch is jammin'

I'ma put my brother on and have my man slip

Hey, you know box still with that pull offs brand shit

Hey, ain't a dollar in this world that make my man sweat

You wore a skirt, ****, it ain't no man shit

They checkin' e'ry body but the one they hang with

Got my **** dime bag

Your **** tellin' on my ****, ain't proud of that

Yeah, yeah, hey

Uh, that's a boss, that's a boss, yeah

When you make it out, never leave family out here

I'm a boss, went and bought a house, paid it all back

I'ma ball on the socket till my casket fall, yeah, yeah, yeah

At your best you are not there

Ain't a thing they can say about me

I swear when you went to bed, can't a thing stop me

Yeah, hey

At your best you are not there

Ain't a thing they can say about me

And I'ma talk my shit, ****

Uh, fly ****, uh, uh, yeah, yeah

Hey, hey