Phone Died

I aint did this in a minute i'll do it any day Phone died in the booth but ill punch in anyway Why do niggas hate dont understand get you some pape I'll black out just like tony let the choppa eat his face Bitches say I got a babyface but I ain't ray Boa my pockets beefy yea i call em charolais Package get dropped off I got a plug from the bay Cherry pie out the bow boy I really love the taste Bitch im just like money man im high smoke for the taste Lil mama aint no catch she stupid thinkin im finna chase Baby girl just pump ya brakes Counting blues til my fingers ache Bro just hit my line he gotta play boy let's make it shake I was flat broke on my ass i had to get back up But that shit turnt me to a monster now the hustle turnt up Ice in my veins in the clutch bitch im Russell Westbrook I paint a picture with the music yea the booth a sketchbook And ill do it with no hook Started making music now i always got em shook Yea bitch i'm still a rook but i'm prolly better than yo favorite rapper And if you don't believe that wait 'til i blow boy i ain't a capper Im going through the roof fuck the rafters They say them boys close i'm gone like casper Ion care about the chatter Same nigga no matter what i ain't a actor Give a fuck about no factors I said i'm standing 10 toes on what i say I thank the Lord everyday The man above he made a way And i'm straight my name wont ever fade away