60/40 (feat. DOM KENNEDY)

Really

I promise you McFly we protected by a supernatural energy

Different type of angels

Really

Turn me up a little bit in the headset

Uh

Yeah, finger-fucking the world in the palm of my hands

Disrespectin' the squad, send them right to the stands

Blow your budget, you still won't be fly as ya mans

Business class, 19 hours, my flight to Japan

Yeah, them THC pills saved me

Popped two, had me sleep like a baby

Lazy eye like McGrady

Top-shelf general, KG

Yeah, anything's possible, don't risk it

The wrong teepee'll cost you a Big Ticket

I'm too raw, they rap tales is fictitious

Two doors from delusional, that's a sickness

Killer thoughts, verses serial now

Super faded, drunk off Ice Imperial rounds

Caramel on me, we did dinner at Chow's

So thirsty, get her pussy up and brought her period down

I represent the lyrical crowd

All that bullshit's getting irritable now (Really)

What's the dealy? I just touched down out in Philly

Brought a pound with me, not the cell but the smoke

Really

Uh, guaranteed we gon' get this money for surely

Real **** over suckers, 60/40

Yeah, guaranteed we gon' get this money for surely

Right, Real **** over suckers, 60/40

Ay, yeah

When I was a baby Reagan sold drugs

My cousin did the time for it, they labelled us thugs

Now I'm in the rap game, all nets

Black jeans, white Adidas like Rev Run

At peace with the game and my place in it

I'm just too efficient, peep the photo finish

I might groove to this song with my lady

I'm from LA, I bought the one with no safety

"Fuck you, pay me" is the motto 'til they lay me with the rest of the dead poets, I wrote it

Sorry for the cuss words and the random posts

Just wanna remodel my grandmother house 'fore she go, you know?

Ay, when I was a baby Reagan sold drugs

Yeah, Leimert Park

And I'm in here with that **** Smoke DZA

Yeah, we get paid

Other people's money