Ground Up

Now you gotta be careful in my town (yeah)
 You know I'm the man with my crown up (yeah)
 My goons pull your skirt and fuck a clown up (yeah)
 We build this empire from the ground up (yeah)
 Ground up (ground up), ground up (ground up)
 Chopper leave a body looking ground up (ground up)
 Ground up (ground up), ground up (ground up)
 Chopper leave a body looking ground up
 (Ha-Haaeeh!)
 Uh, now what?
 I got the regulators to mound up
 Go ahead and thank us for elevating the town up
 That boy 'Kiss is a bastard, you gotta see him
 He giving out free caskets and mausoleums
 My first tour, I copped work off my per diem
 Emotional motherfuckers hurt, that a EM
 At least a quarter mill for the V, the for-eign
 Some niggas that'll kill you for free just off a DM
 Damn shame what they did to his body
 You know me, I keep a alibi, slid to the party
 Mingle with a couple skeezers, dark caesar, ducardi
 To top it off, all white so they know that I'm godly
 Yeah, crooked niggas get set straight
 When you increase the death rate, it's less hate
 Umm, real niggas can relate though
 True master of ceremonies, what's the ratio?
 Impossible for me to get full off your plate, bro
 I ain't tryna make new friends, I'm tryna make dough
 And they gon' do what I say so
 (Kill kill kill kill kill kill)
 That's the Camp Crystal Lake flow
 Now you gotta be careful in my town
 You know I'm the man with my crown up
 My goons pull your skirt and fuck a clown up
 (I only fuck with ground up niggas)
 We build this empire from the ground up (word)
 Ground up, ground up
 Chopper leave a body looking ground up
 (you gotta be from the mud with this shit)
 Ground up, ground up (yeah)
 Chopper leave a body looking ground up
 Ayo, I built this from the ground up, that's how I found patience
 Came up from the mud and that's how you foundation
 Don't stop, pop that, that's if you found hatin'
 Face down, ass up, that's how you found facin'
 No witnesses, that's all that they found, casings
 I dipped in Crystal Lake and that's how I found Jason
 (Kill kill kill kill kill kill)
 That Bentley Bentayga, straight violation
 The truck so fire, it came with a dalmation
 Hit the lights, cock the ladder, then slide down slow
 Them niggas don't want now smoke, they better lie down low
 These bars are still flaming, never died down flows
 And I know some fire hoes that slide down poles, wow
 I'm used to the sirens
 I don't jump when I hear shots, I'm used to the firin
 I come from the COD but got used to the wirin
 I could talk it 'cause I live it, I just use my environments
 See these old niggas washed, and I used to admire them
 Now they begging for a job but they used to be hiring
 Ain't no use of retirin if you still inspirin
 She ain't ground up like Cookie
 She can't share my empire then, nigga
 Now you gotta be careful in my town
 You know I'm the man with my crown up
 My goons pull your skirt and fuck a clown up
 We build this empire from the ground up
 Ground up, ground up
 Chopper leave a body looking ground up
 Ground up, ground up (yeah)
 Chopper leave a body looking ground up