Quick Lyrics

You are now witnessing greatness

Mac this motherfucker crazy

And I got the yayo

This that rare shit (rare)

Get you gone quick (quick)

I'm the only one on the case if I'm admitting guilt

Thinking shit evolve round you gone sink yo ship (ship)

I stay in my bag I don't like to be in the mix (mix)

Mad cause that shit ain't smoking enough you ain't spending shit

Exotic pack in my lungs I be inhaling extravagant

I ain't going for that slick shit I ain't having it

I really love my bitch but I just hate when she throw fits

She clean up nice she get the whole dick

I won't ever stop hustling

Do you know what it feel like to come from nothing

Ain't all the way there yet ain't no chill I gotta keep it going

This shit come to me easy now I just be flowing

I just rolled me up a blunt focused I ain't really tryna get loaded

They just ask me for the formula and how I keep going

You the only one stopping yourself from getting what you wanted

How you see em down people he cool wit and that's still yo brother

Gotta know hot shit be flying in the summer

Big boss I can't be no runner

How you get almost to the touchdown then you fumble

I know this shit can come and go that's why I remain humble

Too solid for some the bullshit I encountered

Learn from that shit now I got it fucking counter

I ain't a social ass nigga I don't do too much talking

Tracers coming out the blick he can't run from this shit

I put it on yo life you gone get rolled if you drop my shit

Ain't jr but bout every shot I take be a swish

Smoking on White Russian this bitch stanking just like some piss

Ain't heard nun of my music yet well ima get you hip

My style rare you can't top so you just might copy shit

Only want the money yea those my are fucking my friends

Hustle on the block and the clock I gotta get it in

Come cop we getting that pressure in

Come with yo bag right cause we don't do no lends

And I done upped with the left ain't even have my lens

I stay to myself I ain't following no trends

These niggas be bitch made they always tryna be some fans

Damn done run em out his shoes caught em solo without his mans

Book bag empty the teacher asking me what im bringing to class

Damn this bitch blowing it's like the weed telling me don't pass

I done took some time off this rap shit but now I'm back (back nigga)

This that rare shit (rare)

Get you gone quick (quick)

I'm the only one on the case if I'm admitting guilt

Thinking shit evolve round you gone sink yo ship (ship)

I stay in my bag I don't like to be in the mix (mix)

Mad cause that shit ain't smoking enough you ain't spending shit

Exotic pack in my lungs I be inhaling extravagant

This that rare shit (rare)

Get you gone quick (quick)

I'm the only one on the case if I'm admitting guilt

Thinking shit evolve round you gone sink yo ship (ship)

I stay in my bag I don't like to be in the mix (mix)

Mad cause that shit ain't smoking enough you ain't spending shit

Exotic pack in my lungs I be inhaling extravagant