Lately

(Chorus): [Lil' Bing] Lately I been thinking bout a major I gotta grind, kinda low on my paper Lately I been thinking bout a major I gotta grind, kinda low on my paper Lately I been thinking bout a major I gotta grind, kinda low on my paper Lately I been thinking bout a major I gotta grind, kinda low on my paper [Lil' Villain] Man looky here cuz, I'm doing bad I'm lacking paper Dont give a damn bout to pull a major 20 G's so im living greater I sipp the tuss dont give a fuck Got young ass niggas looking up to us I set for the lick y'all bring the drugs Know what I mean all about my green Gotta a hit a lick with methazine Shit nigga I need the cash Better give it bitch before I smash your ass I'll reach to grab and i'll start to stash I'm running down the block with heat in the hands I'm busting rock cause they fighting back Mutherfucker recognize I need to jack They saw my face now they wanna kill me But bitch recognize im a reckless G I'm a theif, A raw, I steal for real Thats why they call me little Vill So mutherfucker make the deal Ain't giving them shit I spend it here With me and all my couple of pills We need to eat, we got kids nigga Why you thinking I'm grinding nigga On the mic but staying hard All my mutherfucking blacks on boulevard I swear to god man shit getting hard And I pray to you look out for my daughter Cause one day shit might get sour All mighty dollar work in your hour All for the love of money and power From the north just like a coward (Chorus): [Grimm] Man I cutted me another set of ki's knocking at my door Should I cover that or promise back 36 more Make that twelve twenty four before my feet hit the floor Bubble that brought back when I see steve at the store Coke dealer fa sho the next connecter coming through Gotta run the dope can't let the dope run through you One truth from the start ill leave you stuck in the end Believe its nothin to him to see you sucking up wind Youve been told now I kept you known go about you business The risk is live it to your life, and live this The dreams oversees the world is yours to for Take what you can get and pass that on to more people No secrets, no second chances, no paid advances No snatches, no ranches in Texas and Kansas The times done got hard, years dont feel short This games flipped apart im drifting apart but... (Chorus): [Ikeman] I got the fever for a flavor, I been thinking bout a major Stacking paper thats my nature, pull a stunt to major capers Big Ike im a keep it gangsta light it up and pour my drank up With intentions just to gank ya, take a toke till a nigga thank ya I'm a gangsta cock the rugger, I got killers and I got Hoodlums I got Mexicans that'll do ya plus some young niggas that'll school ya You got pulled and im a rush ya, im that one that jacks the hustla I'm a gangsta motherfucker known to knock me off a buster And lately I been peepin I been creepin while you sleepin Instead of seekin like im fiend ya for the dope to even keepin it I'm in a Lincoln thinking throwed cause my homie gets the throwed Up off the dope, but with a home, sixty G's and twenty fours Stupid hoes to spit the game, give me the pussy then slang For your weed and your change and if you bleed then we the same So we can bust or we can spray, it ain't no trust up in this game So im a jack and im a slang and I done tried but I can't change, but.. (Chorus): [Till Fades out]