Rush Hour

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See, I started this shit with some green

I came up and then turnt up my city and team

Really ballin' and shit, Kareem

I could bless a bad bitch without even a sneeze

You reach for my neck, let it squeeze

I'ma spray this hood block like some fucking Febreze

I love it when my bitch give me top on her knees

Ay, when I nut, bitch, I'm leaving the scene

Ay, Taliban bitch, we new to the league

But we active, you trippin', your face on the tee

Had my partner sell thirty bows, he overseas

Ain't my problem, I was gettin' 'em gone every week

Shit, the way I sell dope, swear that shit was unique

See, I come from the grove but I'm so triple D

**** trippin', he better lock in 'fore I tweak

Please don't ask for no verse if you don't got the fee

Ay, Big Steppers want bodies for free

Got za so it ain't for the cheap

I was deep in that field 'fore I laced up my cleats

Once they touch end zone, I was off in them streets

Ay, hardbody, don't try to compete

Once they jump in them streets, we was deep in them creeks

Threw the Glocks in the river, lay low for a week

Beat the heat, get the stash

The whole 6 gotta eat, ay

When we hop in them whips, we don't pull up no keys

Push to start then we hit the top speed, ay

Ay, I just started and we in the league

Sunday Balenci', Monday is Supreme, ay

Used to think all this shit was a dream

Now I open my mouth and these VVs, they bling

Dropping ten on my wrist just to strengthen my frame, ay

I'm like, "Fuck it," spent fifteen and got me a ring

**** better lock in 'fore I crash out

These labels don't give me no M's, I'ma spazz out

Might just go back to the trap house

Me and my **** steppin' shit, sound like a frat house

These **** tellin', they rats now

Me and my **** silent so we'll never back down

When I fuck, baby, please keep your back down

Tryna hit baby raw, we gon' call it a smack down

Say that you rob me, that's cap, how?

I stay strap with this 40, you play and get shot down

These **** mad 'cause I'm hot now

I remember them days, I was cold in the compound

Yellin' free Rock till he out now

Took that 5 to the chin, now it's time for the walk down

Big Stepper, you play and get hawk down

Once there's smoke in the air, ain't no way I'ma calm down

These ****'s hoes better talk down

Keep that shit on the 'net, better not play when I walk 'round

Reach for my chain and get chalked down

Bitch, my convos ain't free, it's like ten just to talk now

Spit the four in some Wok' just to walk 'round

Know some **** that really still sittin' in lockdown

These **** pussy, won't pop out

If we shoot up they spot, bet they gon' bring the cops out

When we hop in them whips, we don't pull out no keys

Push to start then we hit the top speed, ay

Ay, I just started and we in the league

Sunday Balenci', Monday is Supreme, ay

Used to think all this shit was a dream

Now I open my mouth and these VVs, they bling

Dropping ten on my wrist just to strengthen my frame

I'm like, "Fuck it," spent fifteen and got me a ring, ay