Selfie lyrics

Let these truths be self-evident
I got to put in work
You can see all of the evidence embellished on my shirt

I was copping pounds of purp 'for i knew that that was work
Popping molly with my white b*tches
Eighty dollars worth
Sweating harder than a motherf*cker
Who invented shirts?
Turn that f*cking dubstep off n*gga
Going to work

Ipod and a transpass
n*gga i was ass
Couldn't stunt if i wanted to
Smoking f*cking grass

Now I'm outchea
Getting to the money that exists
Need james franco in my whip
Angelina in my crib

I'm that b*tch
Hear them talking but not sure it exists
As of late i been on geeking cuz that lean got me on tip
I'm a bold b*tch
Prolly smack a cop and kick his di*k
But they see the real in me
They f*ck around and still acquit

Convoluted and confusing but regardless i can spit
Verses intricate and delicate
Be careful with my sh*t

Hit my homies up in harlem
Told them i got flows on flows
Ain't never book a show but my face could sell out yours
Get a tour

Need more beats that i can't afford
Just to prove real n*ggas need to be put on more
Got that candy paint
Call it good and plenty, f*ck the tinting
Buddha send me to annihilate
Hide yours kids and your remi

Ain't rapping 'bout my pus*y
It ain't what got me this gucci or this fendi
f*ck them red bottoms, go cop me some jimmys

Been drinking this bacardi
Barely f*cking see you
But them missiles got the trackers b*tch
I wouldn't want to be you
Yo you see'thru
I don't know what your purpose is
You fetal
Wouldn't cross me either
Heard I'm just too lethal
Call your peoples

Woofers barking
Prolly louder than a biegel
No picks since the first day i became legal
I am beanie sigel when
State prop was relevant
My uncles was selling sh*t
Just got freed from doing grips
Ain't hug em since i was six

Real sh*t
All my verses classic
Ripping sh*t harder than a mastiff
While other girls be plastic
You say that you the baddest?
I'm the baddest around
See they talk the proper sh*t
But i been holding it down

You repeat the quotes
I study the literature
You think you a trend
Meanwhile chizzy was a fixture bruh
Peep game it's obvious
I am what the problem is
As in I'm the problem and the main one that they f*cking with

Used to be ass
Forever getting passed
Now I'm balling
Anybody '96 draft
As in kobe, AI, nash
I been getting cash
Remember how they laughed
Remember how they laughed?

I want versace silk shirts with the works
Gold stitched
To flex on my old n*gga and his new b*tch
Sike naw
I got jungle fever i just might draw
Walk up to a group of nazi's tell them all
I like yall
Never scared

These b*tches ain't prepared
Shot one in the air
They thought it was a flare
Peep game
I'm over here
So they run over there
I was loading lyrical choppers
They were weaving fictional hair

Goddamn who the f*ck is shawty?
Shawty tall and popping
She from philly where it's chilly
In the summer she be mobbing
Modeling and working
Look the same in person
Wouldn't say that I'm a rapper though
Be conversing

I could take the subway now playing reasonable doubt
It made a lot of alterations to who i am now

It's been a very long day
I'm high as hell of this train semi-hoping i don't go the wrong way
All this stress to get paid
I guess it's natural
But if you taking mine that's a test to get sprayed