Straight to the bank

I pull up causing static, try me I won't have it, I'm the boss around here you can ask my automatic, you see this gangsta s*** I'm on will make me make you, lay everything down you'll be trying to give me your b**** too. Now you heard what I said let's not make it an issue, there's no way in hell homie thirty rounds gonna miss you. I'll put a hole in anybody that gets in my way, c*** the hammer back sqeeze, let off the AK, I got two extra clips so ducking down you better stay. Hit the ground and play dead or try to run dodging strays. Next time you run your mouth better watch what you say, I slap the f*** out of rappers like a white Kay Slay, I know where your wife works and where your kids play, already know what I'm about still thinking it's a game. Don't make me pull this bird out and kill ya man, I said don't make me pull this bird out and kill ya man.

I got killers on standby strapped and ready to go, nobody let off a shot until I say so, there's that b**** now its time to start the f****** show, blast at his ass and leave him lying in the road, cruise past and just laugh as they tag his toe, I put that problem in the bottom of a six foot hole, handle business then I'm gone slamming cadallic doors, then I'm back to pushing blow, back to slanging dro, s*** I sell more green than a produce store, that's how I roll, no need to keep it on the low, plastic glocks with them red dots make em hit the floor, the last person try the kid ain't breathing no more cause I had him offed, only took one call, I had it done and took care of for two eight balls, Don't f*** with me is the first thing I told ya, F***** around didn't listen and made me show ya....

All about you, 1st verse

You probally never seen a loaded clip, f*** with me I'll have you hiding in your house scared to come out b****, act like your bout it but I know you don't tote a gun, f*** around with G and see how far it gets you son, s*** my knife leaves stitches on faces of you soft b******, putting pictures in the paper holding hands like a gay wedding picture, yall trying to look hard like you some thugs but to me your nothing but false claiming wanna be scrubs you need to give it up. Ain't hard to find me if you want it, just bring your big billy bad ass to bowling green and ask somebody who runs it, the king of B.G. thats right, I hold it down in broad day you couldn't see me with a flashlight, In my impala is a loaded ak and a bulletproof vest, get rid of you like the rest, in H town there's no one better see, I hold it down slanging pounds of weed coke ice and excasty, I'm gonna ball till I fall get out there and go get it don't talk about it if you never really did it, s*** everything that I'm saying is true, not once have I ever seen you in my f****** school so tell me who the f*** are you

How we do, 2nd verse
I put twenty three inches on my chevy super sport the candy paint plus the leather and the oak, In one switch man when I'm ready to go that b**** cranks up and then opens the door, I put the gear in D, gas pedal to the floor, dark limo tint, cause a playa gotta smoke, five T.V.'s all ran by one remote, secret stashbox to hide my guns and my dope. I got a fourty cal, a hundred pounds of dro, tell my son I'm headed to a f****** car show, I get to the spot, I'm waiting on the flow, all by myself I got to keep it on the low, here it comes now its all systems go, make the exchange and then its back on the road, I don't have to count cause they already know, b**** I'll empty the clip if you come short on my dough, don't try to hide, don't try to run, In every different state I own a mossberg pump, with fifty other guns, aim at your lungs, blast at yout ass whether I'm sober or I'm drunk, I'm up before the sun, there's no time for fun, before the cops come out, I got to get my work done, I'm trying to stack a million before I die for my son now you know what I'm about and I'm out player one

1st vese f*** all yall
Money long, I got ends, driving my benz is so funny when all these b****** wave and act like they know me, they tell me call them, but I never call them back, now what the f*** do we have to talk about, I've been a G since day one always ready to brawl, coke and hennessey would have me feeling ten feet tall, f*** with my crew and your through, this is how we do, we get them guns start busting, hey reload keep dumping, you can see it in my eye's I'm inhaling weed smoke, everyday be getting payed supplying the streets with dope, Im on the grind, its finally my chance to shine followed the rules from a hustler, look at me now, holding it down trying to stay away from people who hate, why they mad at us, maybe cause we running the state, don't give a f***, the last person trying to act like my man to get me busted, got his head busted, F*** ALL YALL

You know whats up you know who it is mutherfuckers call me master cause I'm locking down s***. I'm getting rid of b****** in this game who don't seem fit, homeboy I've been down since I was a little git. Way before this rap thing, I was out there slanging s***, pounds of weed, bricks of snow, tons of meth and pills of X, I kept a closed cover so you couldn't read my text, stayed quiet stayed humble, while you out there trying to flex, heard you won some rap battles, and all you got was sex, sporting J-Lo glasses already blew your sony check, first ellison, now it's cambell, who's gonna be your partner next, claimed your Bubba Sparxx cousin, still can't get no damn respect, came around freestyling, you can ask Robert and Jeff, front porch on MLK, talking down and bout got wet, it was me who told Rah-Tee, and its nothing I regret, don't like it do something and get left twisted like Keith Sweat
hook: You know whats up, Jay Bezo, don't make me bring this situation to your front door, already know that your p**** your songs prove that its so, its time to settle down homie I'm taking over the show
You know who it is, ain't no mistaking bro don't make me pull your b**** card and prove to the world that your a ho, in the streetsI'm well respected go places that you can't go, before its all said and done I'm taking over the globe

So now the news is f****** out the beef is really on, one glock one shot and now your ass is really gone, got the cops on speed dial, in your hand is your phone, tell Jerry and Sherry to lock their doors in their home. If your looking for me I'm with your sisters getting sucked, Yes I'm a pimp, run a train, both them b****** getting f*****, what it do, how ya living, sissy ass, catching feelings, scared to bump, cause my trunk, well known for weapon conceiling, think your gonna move away and become someone else, f*** around stuck in the ground, not one cd on the shelf tote iron on my waist seriously bad for your health, I ain't hating just playing to me the cards thats been dealt, holding it down I'm a UNDERTAKER, born f****** trill, central florida's where I rap alot believe I f****** kill, with my mind on my money blessed with more than just one skill, On behalf of Hardee county F*** You and your record deal..

I came up in this game from my homeboy fronting me thangs, I had connections with the weed, speed, X and the cain, stackin my change making my G's quicker, making my jeans thicker so I had to go and buy some Hilfigures, only roll with D-dealers, and a click full of killers, got alot of people hating, but they don't that s*** with us, saying the next time you see me your gonna slap the s*** out of me, then disappear before I could strap on my B double O T's, running your mouth is all your doing and I just cant wait until I catch you f****** slippin then we'll see who's f****** fake, little b**** don't forget I watched your ass cry, when you thought you were going back from f****** with them littles guys. and we both know this homie all them times you came here, never once did we invite your ass here, steel toes to your dome, I'll kill your ass like I'm shady, think it's a game then b**** boy come try to play me.....I see your death around the corner

You see me pull up, rolling in that two door, you know I'm riding dirty you can smell the f****** dro, 84 cutlass, with the big screen got 20 inch rims bumping four fifteens, I got my hat to the back, calico on my lap, gotta serve them thangs cause I gotta have them stacks, doing all that talking, save that s*** for them ho's, get out of line you know anything goes, I give a f*** who likes me, in the street thats how it goes, won't catch me snaping clapping no I ain't a sissy ho, ohh I know he didn't, oh yes the f*** I did don't like it come and get it b**** I'll split your f****** s***, Hardee county's where I'm at, Central Florida on the map, hit 17 south you better watch your f****** back, undercover in the rental they usally call me who's that, first step out your ride I bust your head with that bat, b**** I come out strapped, I ain't scared to pull it the truth is dog you ain't really worth the bullet, I'm gonna ball till I fall, just like Magic, you gonna lose your life your family cryin will be tragic, so think about that s*** before you step in my face I keep that crome 38 special on my waist It ain't s*** to me just another case so f*** with my boy and I'll put you in your place

this song I made for my best friend who I graduated with, he went into the army and straight to war. this verse I remade over the first verse in My Life with TI and Daz.

This song's for you J, It's your life, do your thing bro, they just don't know who they messing with..............

And can't you see I wanna cry, when I think about my boy overseas risking his life
I think you should know why, cause I was supposed to go with him and stand by his side.
And I ain't even gonna try, to explain what I'd do if them b****** took my boy's life
I'd catch the next plane and fly, with an AK 47 chopping, never stopping until they took MY LIFE

Bowling Green veterans, chilling since we were little kids, went and played street ball and we were staying down ever since, and I know I'll never find another friend that's better than my main man over in desert sand representing it, going to stop monsters, sent by the president, pain in my heart and going nuts when I think of it, knowing that I should of went, hating cause I miss ya kid, down on my knees asking god please just end this s***. There's no comparing you and every word of this I meant cause real recognize real and rigo you have always been, and I feel when you come home to chill, every bottle of hen we ever drank was worth a f****** mill, J we graduated out of school, you headed to the field, if it was left up to me all terrorists would just be killed, seal the deal, so we can all still, hang at your mom's with Mr. Charlie cooking something on the grill, I still remember riding in that white mercury, the first time beef started, you was the first one backing me, f*** it it's my fault we ain't talked like we should have been, just to let you know I ain't mad at cha bro, One love till the end.