I got what you need, I got what you want
Feel like Percy Miller
Slinging out the trunk
City got my back, I ain't gotta front
Wave 'em side to side
We gon let it bump
I make 'em say
I can't lose a minute on this paper chase
I make 'em say
I make 'em say
Hundred miles and running on this paper chase
Yeah, that's my day to day
Riding through the city on my lonesome
Hundreds, twenties, fifties
I can't loan none
Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one
Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one
Riding through the city on my lonesome
Hundreds, twenties, fifties
I can't loan none
Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one
Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one
Fuck the middle man, I get it hand to hand
And I don't compromise for no advance
Know some niggas that don't like doing promo
But they travel heavy in Mini-vans
Hit up Dessy we be talking heavy
In the midst of discussing the Business plans
Niggas be hating but I can explain it
Cause most of really done been a fan
I been up and down on that interstate with my interface
Trying to get the motion
Juggling feature money like i'm flipping weight
But ima still say my daily devotion
I spit the hottest shit
You need it, I got it shit
That down South Master P
I got the hook up and that 'bout it 'bout it shit
Woedie Copy this
Niggas they don't know about the work
That I put in to get it popping
But what can I do
I gotta get it cause really ain't no other option
That's what I tell my crew
I been on fye, working my wrist
My price gets a lift whenever I spit
I feel like TIP back in '06
What do that mean
Bitch, I can't miss
Got a gangsta bitch
She like Mia X
She receive a text and come relieve my stress
Got a Roc Nation A&R hitting up
Tell Hov I need a feature next
Got a slim thang from the NOLA
And she take it like she was a soldier
Hit it once and she losing composure
While we listening to swishers and dosha
I got what you need, I got what you want
Feel like Percy Miller
Slinging out the trunk
City got my back, I ain't gotta front
Wave 'em side to side
We gon let it bump
I make 'em say
I can't lose a minute on this paper chase
I make 'em say
I make 'em say
Hundred miles and running on this paper chase
Yeah, that's my day to day
Riding through the city on my lonesome
Hundreds, twenties, fifties
I can't loan none
Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one
Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one
Riding through the city on my lonesome
Hundreds, twenties, fifties
I can't loan none
Ima steer your right, you got the wrong one
Ima steer you right, you got the wrong one