I'm Already Kreased

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun] I don't need no iron, I'm already creased Right down the middle, like from where I be More money than I make more problems for the chief Got these niggas on my heels like some ?Loui Bs? I barely get it, swear they smell it on me Got niggas snitchin', damn you tellin' on me That's why I keep an arsenal of weapons on me So when them tellers come, I won't be by my lonely Since the beginnin' it's been dedicated hustle My loyalty ain't never been up for discussion But niggas lie, and bitches scheme That's why it's money over everything, yada'mean? Obey the rules, or take a loss When it's tricksters watchin', your ass is gettin' caught That's why I never crinkle when it's time to walk Cause I'm creased down the middle and I'm heavy starched [Hook] I don't need no iron, I'm already kreased I'm already kreased, I-I-I'm already creased I don't need no iron, I'm already creased I don't need no money I got mouthpiece [Verse 2] I don't need no iron I'm already creased I don't need no groupie for a side piece "Gather your blessings, and you will live in peace" That's what my nigga uncle 40 water said to me! Bitches come at this slicker than these niggas do? Slip you a mickey get you for his rituals Breakin' up naked boxes and some tennis shoes (RAW?) And what's worse, you don't remember the interlude That's why I never trust 'em far as I can smell 'em Let 'em know that I can show 'em better than I tell 'em You bitches will never say that you rob Melvin I said you bitches will NEVER say that you rob Melvin! Sh-sh-sharper than fusion razors are my worst day You talk it, I'm livin' more than what the verse say To all of you bitches thinkin' you can hook, 'k Pay close attention, to what the hook say: [Hook] [Verse 3] I tour around the world without a major deal These other niggas dream it, but I made it real 200 shows a year so many stages killed Got the majors lookin' at me, wanna make a deal! I'm the trendiest topic, got the industry watchin' Wanna talk over lunch, must be talkin' 'bout dollars I politic through the streets like my name was Obama Campaignin' in the game and I'm aimin' to conquer If life's a bitch, then death's a dyke You can satisfy 'em both, if you love 'em right Cause I be in the three-way every fuckin' night Countin' up this money not believin' all the fuckin' hype! So I don't need no iron I'm already creased If I ain't got no money I got mouthpiece The difference between you niggas comin' out, chief? Cause when it boils down to business it's all about ME! [Outro] Yeah that's the one thing Some niggas solid, some niggas soft, man You can see through some of these niggas cause they transparent You never know man Try to tell motherfuckers right now I stay heavy starched, heavy creased Stay flow's my pattern man Killer City Missouri Kutt Calhoun, Black Gold