Monster In The Closet, Pt. 2 Lyrics

I got money stashed away in a slash box

I got money stashed away in a stash box I seen a fiend O.D. in the street off Bad Rock

They don't understand I came up, listenin' to hard rock

Listenin' to Grateful Dead, ungrateful bitches, lifestyle hard thots

Lifestyle crazy, 4 a.m. out on the weekday, pourin' pop star pop

Bitches kill me, talkin' bout bar hop

Niggas know me, I'm on the far a lot

Put a sack on his head, made a sack disappear that fast

How I get this money? Niggas they say this and that

They really rap, they ain't gettin shit from me

She see a nigga with silly racks and she goin

I'm like, hey there, honey, if you gettin' this car, you can't do no runnin

See the chops spit fast, niggas know we gunnin

Brand new stack every day, these brand new hundreds

I need the cash up front, I'm a QB

Like when I'm throwin' the pack, I don't do no frontin

I'm high then a bitch right now off G-Rolls

Catch me mad on a bad day, I got a shit on these niggas

I walk with a meat roll, K-Round sound just like how the beat roll

They say I'm back from the dead, in this bitch, if you listen

You just gotta know how the beat go

Stomp on bad, they can see how we beat, bro

Bro get back like the Drake had a heat stroke

Walkin' around with my hands in my pocket

Can't move too much, got a Drake in my Peacoat

I play this song when I get round the guys

And they go fuckin' crazy, they sayin' it's a theme song

I be with straight gang members

Make me mad, then I can't change the tempers

Vamp life livin', you know we fang givers

Still to this day, I be with stain hitters

Mood swings, my feelings drive me crazy

Like I lane switcher

I get upset, and then water come out the sky

You know why I rain with her

Devil right by my side, walk in, I came with her

Life really start in the spring, that's why I hate winter

I'm way bigger, my reflexes too fast

I think I'm way quicker

Nigga wanna eat at this table

You ain't even bring no food, you late for dinner