Mr. Serv - On

I was affiliated, I was affiliated by blood

I was affiliated by, by friendship, and honor

So know you, affiliation, you know what I'm saying, was my, my respect

You know what I'm saying, it's not glorifying, you know, so much loss in it

But it was respect to those that always had it

Wood grain wheeling, trying not to spill it

Bitch mad in the passenger, trying not to feel it

Why you hating off the muscle? You can’t knock the hustle

Since this year started everyday I dropped a triple double

Balling, let the bitches tell it

****, I been getting it since the Rivieras

I been spitting flame since my semi era

**** bend that corner, it’s Kamehameha, they saying he God

Crème de la crème of the crop

I’m comfortable being solid, I can’t be what I’m not

Piña coloda the face of the watch, that's for her, though

I know a couple **** who scamming they tax turbo

It’ll be forever 'til them percs gone

You grew up with Lil Uzi, I grew up to Mr. Serv-On, uh

Now kick back and let me swerve on

Turn this up and get your purge on, Killa!

You know what I'm saying, so it was all around me

So much things to show that respect

These the **** I'll ride for, the **** I'll die for

You know what I'm saying, because they would do it for me

My ****, we outside like the lights on a porch

Late nights with Swisher Sweets we used to light with the torch

Scott Storch with the keys, man, you barely Alicia

Thin skin with thin hair, soft **** with alopecia, shit

I keep it Trill and you been notified

I send the word and address and my **** already know to slide

You down to ride? You gon' prove it to us

Just know your life’s on the line, mothafucka, in case you lose it to us

It’s more than music to us, that's just the audio

You ever see the visual version, you gon' be sorry, hoe

So be careful how late you staying out

'Cause when this street shit start to playing out, **** finna be laying out

See, this what your momma be praying 'bout

That you don’t meet a **** like me in a dark alley with the flamer out

'Cause I don’t hit you with the hesi like Kyrie

I hit you with the Desi' in the chest tryna try me

You what I mean

You know, everyone, everybody I'm talking 'bout was good dudes

But that was the culture we was in

My family, you know what I'm saying

I mean, my family was