Grand Theft

I’m a rockstar in real life

We was doing grand theft auto‘s hitting licks, home invasions it was a good night

Take the goods to the plug then he give us back about 2K

Feeling like a Baller, you see the Jordan on my shoelace

Nuke town stepping off busses hopping on fences

Call of duty me and my **** when in The trenches

Camping at the crib playing true crime, LA

San Andreas night’s bumping ice cubes good days

Such a 90s baby though, if we grinding, then we grinding man, I feel like Tony Hawk

And my homies got that iron man they call it a look like Tony stark

                                                

And you better watch your head because it gets wicked after dark

                                                

Feeling like Kobe back in his prime

If we talking about the numbers, then I’ll probably go LeBron I’m a lion out the jungles at the top I’m like to Don’s

This is my life it ain’t no movie I won’t be at comic con

Big shit popping

Grindin like ain’t no options

Throwing assist to all my homies bitch I feel like John Stockton Every week I stay dropping bitch I stay consistent

Heard the blind, leading the blind, but I got the vision

No, the streets deficient

Needing my assistance

Real since my existence

Came a long distance

                                                

Some of these days I get to stuck in old ways, blame it how I was raised hood shit getting displayed

                                                

I ain’t turning down or nothing

Bitch hand me the crown or something

Unit full of G’s, back when Lloyd Banks taught me how to stunt it

Pops was slanging yayo

He was getting to the bucks

But I ain’t have 50 cents now my statements in the plus

Fuck the brakes I hit the thrust

Garden snakes, I leave them cut

Ask about me in my city motherfuckers know what’s up

                                                

Some of these days I get to stuck in old ways, blame it how I was raised hood shit getting displayed