Risk Takers

The Feds tappin all the phones
 Sayin I'm with head tappers
 Said I be with fet trappers
 Jack boys an
 Bread stackers
 Keep it round me when I move
 Ain't tryna be no dead rapper
 Money known to make the
 Baddest bitch bend her legs backwards
 I was sleepin on the floor in
 Nana spot without a plan to win
 Crazy how I'm countin 80 thou
 Up in the Mandarin
 I be with them risktakers
 Shakin dice an gambling
 He was out of pocket
 Sent a blitz and
 Left him scrambling
 I'm from a cocaine block
 We make it snow
 I'll turn the city to the Aspens
 Ain't tryna take advice from you
 Losers and you has-beens
 Courtside at the Miami game
 I chopped it up with Haslem
 Mile away from the garden
 I use to chop it up n bag um
 I let my shit off broad day
 The first time I attempted
 All them eps make you brothers
 It get deeper then friendship
 Play with us we make a mess
 You gon need the forensics
 Millionaire if I had a dollar for
 Every sin I repented
 Top ramen in the mic
 I mix the hot sauce an the cheese in that
 Told my bitch I'd make it rapping
 She ain't wan believe in that
 Brodie lost appeal because the
 Judge ain't wan believe the facts
 I'll never let you get one up on me
 I gotta even that
 I be where the demons
 Oppers talkin blasphemy
 Coppers trying to capture me
 An Shooters on my faculty
 Designer drip down to my toes
 That's how the fashion be
 My Queens bitch treat me like a king
 And top me on the Tappazie
 I done tried to better peoples lives
 That was jealous of me
 Envy in ya heart it ain't ya fault
 That you can never love me
 Stay away from suckers
 I figured out that was better for me
 We ain't squashing shit
 I'll dead you for trying to
 Dead it for me
 Remember seeing Brody eyes roll back
 Right there in front of me
 That's what I told my mother
 Every time she found that gun on me
 Told her this my realist friend
 When everybody goes to run on me
 I told her this, my realist friend
 When everybody goes to run on me
 Glock with a drum on me
 Shoot, whoever's in front of me
 Couldn't tattletale you know
 Mama used to punish me
 Know they couldn't stomach me
 Acting like they fuck with me
 Knowing they don't fuck with me
 But niggas know wussup with me
 Gotta keep a pole
 I feel the reaper creeping up with me
 Had to kill a nigga other day
 That grew up with me
 Ask about them bodies aint a secret
 The whole city knows
 Free my little bro, he caught a body
 It's on video
 Hit a bad bitch dance in it like
 I'm Diddy though
 Try to steal my chain that's on bro
 I'm letting 50 go
 Niggas know
 I ain't the one that's gonna play around
 Plug went up on his price
 We had to lay him down
 Had to get up and go and
 Get it I couldn't lay around
 Ride through my block
 A car wash we'll spray it down
 If you ain't built for a body
 Couldn't stay around
 If you ain't built for a body
 I was sleeping with the enemy
 Them bitches tried to get to me
 Crackers tryna sentence me
 These oppers tryna finish me
 Sipping white Hennessy
 Man niggas know my energy
 Better check my history
 Niggas ain't no friends of me
 Umi told me stay from out the street
 But I got sucked in
 Middle of that wore out front lines
 When they was tucked in
 He laid out on a seven
 I guess he ran out of luck then
 Three 30's 20 in that 40
 Drop a buck 10
 Ain't nothing like you niggas
 I was raised a little different
 Bro, took it up 12 so
 He get praised a little different
 He got wet all in his head
 So his waves a little different
 Bro, just came home from a dime
 So his ways a little different
 Realist nigga in this shit
 I hope that that don't be my downfall
 Hit the car clutching when
 I hear them shots sound off
 Two or more I ain't driving
 Just to drop a pound off
 Don't trust niggas
 I ain't talking about no work around y'all
 We only bouncing out three at a time
 Like the lox
 We extort niggas
 Really put out D on niggas Blocks
 An we deal with bricks
 Been awhile since I seen a rock
 Can't catch me I don't get
 Nervous when I see a cop
 I ain't pressed about a bitch
 I'm tryna test this little switch
 Diss dead niggas you gon
 Come get in this lil ditch
 When I got it I put all my niggas on
 Lil Mitch
 Think feds every time
 My phone got a lil glitch
 Seen too many of my niggas
 In the feds tryna eat
 An you ran the city long time ago
 John streets
 Seen a lotta niggas take losses
 I'm tryna beat
 You gon end up pushed back
 Everytime tryna cheat