[Intro]
K.E. on the Track
Yeah
JAG (Gang gang)
Second time, round five
Loren Miller
[Verse 1]
Straight out the mud
Started off wearin' a bud
Now I'm the weight of the plug
You playin' with thugs
Grew up from sprayin' with blood
Still made my way to the club
I came up with dub
I'm just hangin' out with Troup
They just hangin' out to shoot
I'm in the coupe
Single bangin' out the boom
b*tches hangin' out the roof, they call me the truth
I was in back of the school, ooh
Young n*gga packin' the tool, ooh
Grew up and got me some dumb bread
Now look at me Shaqtin' a Fool, ooh
n*gga, no wonder you dissin'
I came up from runnin' the kitchen
One with the pigeons, you load all your bread on a card
My bank account come with decisions, I come with extensions, woo
[Interlude]
Yeah, ayy, Mike, Pat, Nate
Y'al gon' have to roll out the red carpet for me, man
Comin' for that crown
This that royalty music, you heard? (Woo)
[Verse 2]
You n*ggas never been boss
Chubby, I never been soft
I'm like a veteran, I get the medicine off
Stephen, I've never been off
Ballin' and ballin', just watch what the Letterman cost
I'm like ahead of the boss
I'm 'bout the chicken, boy, I do it better than Ross
Feel like I'm shed in the club, Chubby get off
Told 'em I grew up from bustin' rounds
If I get me a plate, I'ma bust it down
n*gga none of my n*ggas is f*ckin' round
n*gga you would get wet up and f*ckin' drown (Facts)
Kingpin bring the coke up
Talkin' best, I get spoke of
New b*tch gettin' choked up
Exes hatin' that we broke up
Fans sayin' I'm the bomb, boy
If it ain't me, he a con, boy
Make room for the don, boy
I'm an LA King like Bron, boy
Shawty say she want a real n*gga
Only f*ck, never chill with her (Nope)
Only smokin' on the kill, n*gga
If I got a problem, I'll kill n*ggas
[Outro]
JAG