B D R (Intro)

Wake up, I'm bout to roll up, I'm bout to bake up

Get this paper, I came up in the game and stacked my cake up

I roll with takers, them niggas pull up, yeah they bout to take some

That Boy a bitch, they took his whole pack and he ain't bout to shake none

We shot down on the block with Chops, we bout to get that boy a shape up

I ain't in love with that bitch, I just fuck her, you break and makeup

I ain't a hero, I just saved the game, but I ain't even tie my cape up

I'm from the South, but all my weed is from the West, it's like the Lakers

You can't be black and have no money in these streets, the police hate us

I Stopped that Prayin went and got it, ain't nobody came to saved us