What Im On Now v1 oct15

Uh, that type of shit I'm on right now

Yeah, yeah

I got used to being the blame taker, being the reason

I'll never explain my side, I rather show the meaning

See if your opinion switch once you got all the pieces

Poppin' RP's by the threes like I need it

Billion streams, still ain't left the streets 'cause they need me

Young **** whoop shit at the parties every weekend

Sixteen, workin' two keys like a pianist

Imagine Quanie seen eighteen still breathing

Wish that I was dreamin', but it's real and hard to deal with

Moms and lawyer fees where the cheese from the deal went

First three kits y'all seen me with came from off a Cricket flip

Hours in that kitchen, I been masterin' my mixes

So think about it 'fore you put them women in our business, hmm

The thing about it, shit, we all know how that's ending

I'ma spank his bottom, when certain shit break, it can't be fixed back

Before I got my lick back, I lost shit I couldn't get back

On concrete playin' pitch back, got zippers, not a six pack

Flip seven figures out of six racks, my math teacher couldn't figure that

Street credit still intact, I sold my soul and bought it back

I lost my heart, the part that you let me borrow is still attached

Salute me 'cause I came from scraps, buyin' foreign cars from scratch

Pop a blue, beat her back, smack her ass and grab her neck

Shout out all them bitches up in cat without no strings attached

Shout out all the sliders, load they iron and cock they hammers back

Shout out all the shiners, got they diamonds out a nickel sack

Rollin' off a triple stack like when I beat the road down

Get 'em all, knock 'em by tomorrow, that's what you on now

Fast cars, faster cash, and broads, that's what you on, huh?

Backend from them shows, you buyin' them lows, that's what you on, huh?

You don't need no man to get in mo', that's what you on, huh?

Hunnid bands, fresh from out that jam, that's what you on now

Yeah, that's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

That's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

Yeah, that's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

Yeah, that's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

Yeah, seventy-five turkeys, all four phones chirpin'

You want it well done or you can get it blood squirtin'

I ain't gon' be the last man with it, I wasn't the first

So I'ma keep on servin' long as phones keep on workin'

I'm mergin' off 1st Street, comin' past the university

The feds stay lurking through the neighborhood, circlin'

The trappers steady servin' tan man, pressed or Persian

Gloves, masks like a surgeon, that bag make it worth it

And I bought her a necklace, now she think I go with her

Sunday back to Sunday, Gee keep somethin' cold with him

OT with my lil' freak bae, I'm tryin' to see your city

Everywhere I go, they know my snow cheapest, four-fifty, uh

I been close enough to check a pulse when I done soaked ****

Laugh and joke silly, but still get 'em, real throat-splitter

Bad bitch, I met her, tell her family I'm a dope dealer

Soul-stealer, Silverback my nickname, that chrome four-nickel

More realer, used to hunt my fiends in the bars

Now I stunt so hard, my charm lit up like a star, uh

I reach out my arm, my wrist hit up like a car

It was harder flippin' tar, this the type they wanna borrow

Get 'em all, knock 'em by tomorrow, that's what you on, huh?

Fast cars, faster cash, and broads, that's what you on, huh?

Backend from them shows, you buyin' them lows, that's what you on, huh?

You don't need no man to get in mo', that's what you on, huh?

Hunnid bands, fresh from out that jam, that's what you on now

Yeah, that's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

That's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

That's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

Yeah, that's what you on, huh?

Yeah, that's what I'm on now

Yeah, that's what I'm on now