Punches (feat. Slim Thug & Dizzy Wright)

Oooooo Loose lips sink ships so the circle got tight I wink eye lids, smoked purple, third eye I am who I am, who I wanted to be Dodging all their punches like Muhammad Ali Yo Sundae Driver lit we get the highest Me no pilot Double up my investments them packs come in different sizes Last n*gga that tried it had decisions being decided That's just how shit go like casinos that roll them dices The gamble that we take, still don't got time to catch no breaks Loose lips always sink ships When sh*t move slow gotta make updates I been building this since Covington It ain't no debates we running shit We stay turned up till the summer end But my third eye I don't think would allow me to stop It's too many spots I'm bubbling in Circle got tighter and you don't want to fuck with us Because we bringing the trouble again Look at the shit that I'm dodging Either moving or mobbing Imma shoot for the stars if you get in my way I turn into Muhammed Real n*gga been moving in silence Don't trip just sit back and watch me work Only smoke it if it came from Murph I ride these beats like I'm trying to surf N*ggas hate but it won't be the first Get it out the mud before I'm in the dirt Surpassed her void Because I grew up around that gangster shit like Pastor Troy Loose lips sink ships so the circle got tight I wink eye lids, smoked purple, third eye I am who I am, who I wanted to be Dodging all their punches like Muhammad Ali Flow wild so vile like a junkie's IV You'll foul out bitch stop jumping my steez Smoke Dumbledore k*sh I'm a fucking OG Get down lap dog you ain't coming with me Just bow out bitch you ain't nothing you'll see I pound out verses with velocity Don't drown out the flow cuz it's flowing swimmingly I roundhouse kick little b*tch, Bruce Lee I got an engine that could go a million days Actually infinity, don't undersell the game I ain't got no enemies I reached my final stage Reinvent my energy each six or seven days Shed my skin like a snake, but I don't play the snake, uh Biblical like Jacob Nah this is a pimp cup I could lose by thirty on the bus home with my chin up This the new kingdom I'm King Tut These other rappers dick suck Loose lips sink ships so the circle got tight I wink eye lids, smoked purple, third eye I am who I am, who I wanted to be Dodging all their punches like Muhammad Ali Loose lips sink ships so I don't do no talking I be by myself often And I was by myself walking Back in the hood when it wasn't all good I had me Now I'm bossed up and everybody trying to cop a plea Acting like I owe you something where was you when I was hustling? Shit not doing nothing so you ain't getting nothing The circle got tighter as I kept getting brighter Seeing snakes' true intentions cut them off and climb higher They gossiping let them talk I'm busy filling up the vault Mad at me because you quit, man that ain't my fault Frenemies turn to enemies Stay out your feelings please I'm busy chasing after cheese Smoke w*ed to keep my mind feeling peaceful But if you fuck with me and mine shit gone get lethal Only kick it with my people too many fakes walking around Can't do what you do so they straight start talking down Loose lips sink ships so the circle got tight I wink eye lids, smoked purple, third eye I am who I am, who I wanted to be Dodging all their punches like Muhammad Ali Ooooooo