All Praises Due

[Produced by SterCity] [Verse 1] Catch em at the red light that mean it's green light Wat it seem like ain't always wat it bees like I be chillin nigga tell me what yo breeze like Yellow tape around ya block that's what the scene like (WHAT!) I'm a animal Sweating over the stove just like my nana do In them videos u niggas got some attitude It's all cool till they shooting up ya camera crew I'm standing on these mothafuckas throats again A nigga rappin like he going broke again I'm in my motherfuckin zone again You Sucka nigga don't you call me on my phone again (WHAT!) I had to let the beard grow again My youngin wildin in the bing he In the hole again (WHAT!) Don't talk to me bout these weak niggas Singing like future rappin like meek niggas (WHAT!) You out of line widows peak niggas I feel some type of way about u on fleek nigas Let my nuts hang I don't give a damn Y'all respect the victim I respect the trigga man I got that 99 jigga man 7 figure plan way before the Instagram And I don't fear nothin but a fed Sleep walkin I don't fear nothing but a Bed Pull up wit my lil homie on the pegs His momma need the change he gon smoke you for ya Bread Since back in the days I been trapping away Never backin away, I'm going back to my ways (WHAT!) I had a dream I was rappin to yay Then woke up to my homeboy rappin the yay Couldn't wait for the whip so we whipped that weight Cut the grass real low then we clip that snake Ima eat with my dogs; ima split that steak I got the feelin of that jigga man Kit Kat case (Nigga!) Nigga don't talk to me bout no diss record Unless u talkin bout a beans vs kiss record Unless u talkin bout a game vs 5th record Unless u talkin bout a PAC vs BIG record What u know about your spot gettin raided up Twistin niggas wigs we call it tops gettin braided up Hopped out the blazer truck high socks, navy chucks Nigga pray for the cops dont praise for us (WHAT)