Reload (feat. PeteBanks)

Man the boy ain't trying Ain't got flow he lyin' Sang the notes they high and Came no bars he light Raise the bar be quiet Yeah the R&B nice but Ain't wit Barbie rhymin' Ain't Hip-Hop he wildin' They should analyze The way they advertise it Y'all got me weak Run yo mouth say weak my ABC's is You a beeeitch You a weak and You can't even see Where the C on the keys is Movin' keys bitch Whoever said I ain't got the dope Ain't caught me cuz they don't see me I ain't freezing won't stop to go behind the bars You don't see where the keys is Went over your head so you reachin' Raise the bar when I bar up go reach it Movin' weight yeah I rep on repeat shit You be reppin' always on some weak shit Heater coolin' for pounding em up Naw I ain't shootin' my shot when I bust When I wet em up When I take a shot I ain't lookin for love I bust I ain't tryin' to go shoot up her club I'm talkin' that automatic killin' Pornographic filming Got em gaspin' quick and Swallowin' loads and clips in While the MAC be spitting Got em gaggin' this is not a gag or trick You thought that that's what this is Bitch you wrong I'll pound you senseless I'm talkin' the type of nasty shit on naughty mags The hammer cockin' back I'm hittin' all you cats and When I call you that I'm kiddin' I ain't talkin' kittens You built like the private part that's found in women It could get hot on the block Show me you not a opp That burner been waiting to pop Ok you squad? here get this off I make decisions that people eat from You ain't never see me with no gun You ain't ever seen me on no run Sacrificed all I had in my name I traded this glory for all my pain yeah Doubling up double it up Those 42 shots that you sent They just wasn't enough Won't get anywhere near my circumference Cuz I just been tripping how I'm living so comfy Got a overabundance But still will get with it With no guilty conscience I'm a Martian And I'm out of this world So it's best you approach me with caution And I ain't got time to be slipping I'm flipping you kidding I get em I got em We came from the bottom But now only listen to our shit keep making some noise Watch me jump out of the lane and I never complained Plus i'm sitting in back of the Royce Yeah Lord knows ain't no accident I went ghost but I'm back again They stayed broke and I'm cashing in I'm cashing in what's happening These lame boys is all Cappin'in I'm pick 6 when I'm catching them Get it weighed out and I'm bagging them Toe tagging them what's brrrappening