Friday Night Cypher

Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy (Hit-Boy) Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me) Fuck that talking, let the clip slam 'em Yellow bands around them hundreds, you know how much that is Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end Niggas in here looking tough, you know that I got Mag in Ask me am I only rapping, you know I got that bag in Band man like Lonnie, want my head, come find me Lil' bro in that bitch chilling he ain't tryna come home cocky He comin' home to a dollar and a mansion and a choppa And a desert on a dirt bike, VLONE shirt and the Pradas Big nigga fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smiling You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla Paint you red, throw you in the water They gonna think you a lobster, nigga Uh I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make the news All my bitches winning, how it feel to lose? Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle I used to shop at Pinnacle, your nigga still drink Pinnacle Bitch, your taste is pitiful I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash, kid You stay back like ad libs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch This New Era be cappin', uh Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T, ain't no pushing me, bro might put you on a tee Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet But bro can't put you on to me, A plus pussy worth a B, nigga, uh You niggas ain't with no B, fuck outta here I keep dying in my dreams, but life's great when I stay woke Bet you love dreaming, that's the only time you ain't broke Try me, .40 make you back up off me like Dej Loaf and Big Sean Get triggered down, Jhene Aiko Gotta keep Glock in the fanny, nigga, you not finna ham me, huh Put a body on a ratchet, I feel like Dr. Miami Niggas tryna ride my wave like they stopping a taxi On a six, in a Lamb', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby) Four-one They counted me out, I came back with a vengeance And back to back Benzes, back to back winning Rap failed, oh well, gimme back my scale and a burn out cell, I'll grow clientele Four-one P, I don't sell dreams, I wholesale P's, want half's nigga, don't call me Don't insult me, wrist frosty, 'bout eighty what this shit cost me Don't worry, I'll make it back before you sip coffee I roll with hustlers n' bosses, bosses n' hustlers, had to find my hustle I was lost in the gutter Got out that jam now its foreigns with the seats peanut butter Bitch, it's BYLUG for life, never crossing my brothers (Let's go) (Helluva made this beat, baby) I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she fucking bro You know them road trips still bring a dub in, sub in Even if the party was seven, the strip club ten I'm all in this bitch, tryna tether, I'm throwing dubs still I put her in the Bentley, mansion rent free Told her keep the G-Wagen plain, don't even tint these Can't be fucking with a lame, dawg, you got her head big 300 a line for the Wock', I'm sipping red still I know how the feds feel, I make it hard to catch me 'Cause selling corn still, code word for reggies I ain't sign a deal yetm fuck itm I don't need 'em Everybody with me eatingm free my niggas 'til I see 'em He ain't dead, we ain't even jet back, ante up, bitch Free them boys (Shit hard) (Where you at, Bo?) We gon' make it off the ave, get a half, then I shake it Somethin' like a bad habit, we ain't have it, we gon' take it Came up off a fifty slab, now my bag big as yappers Workers begging me for time off, asking me for raises Took me six hours to count it, bubble wrap it up and tape it All my bitches want allowance, plug asking me for favors I been out of town so long, had to get reacquainted with the neighbors On the block all these cash we been raking Way before the rap when I was writing verses We was beating up the Ike like I was Tina Turner We was loading up the Glock and filling up the hearses Now I'm preaching like it's Sunday, tryna teach the sermon Trying to teach 'em how to get it fill up they mama purses So they ain't standing in front of judge listing to the verdicts 'Cause we was standing on the block thugging with the serpents Get caught with Curtis Blow on me and they gon' close the curtains Million dollar cars you can't merge in, BasedGod how I got my curse lift She gon' play her part so well you thought that she rehearsed it Don life worship, holly temple, synagogue, tabernacle, churches Yeah (Hit-Boy) Look, I can't even chill I get active, overdoing everything my best and worst habit Shit be impossible 'til it happens, I never thought I'd see Kobe go before Magic That taught me first, no seconds to waste, only waist I like is her legs wrapped around my face Fuck you think she doing over here, watching Netflix? Beard game, might just let it grow down to my necklace I don't hope for wins, I expect it, uh, adrenaline in me like it got injected My girl said I got communication issues, no I don't I just don't like sharing all my problems more than the results I bring the plan back to my team, tell 'em go wild God body, my physique, and my profile I did every single goal that I wrote down, checked it off it's old now And that shit give me chills, fuck I gotta take yours I'm the originator, make it then I make more, written in stone, you can't forge You ain't on my level even if we in the same building on the same floor Oh boy, black out, dough boy, cash out, payroll Contract maxed out, cash kid, cash cow, tapped in, I can't tap out Bitch, keep thinking I'm sleeping in, it's Tony on the monitor, I see your ass creeping in Little bitch, if it weren't for me you wouldn't exist, you get the gist? Fuck a cease and desist, they shooting up seats in exits Throwing plays to my bros, I'm leading the league in assists Hop scotch, black top, I ain't been skipping a step since Real estate, Zillow every day, bitch, I might just change my profession Dodged so many rainy days, it changed my complexion Hang up on your ass and say I lost the connection I turned out to be the man that I manifested (Let's go then) Hmm, fuck the bullshit, I ain't here to make no friends, can't get bool with me Since an adolescence, I was ignorant, up in school tripping Pistol at my desk, I was sitting up in school with it Put your bitch hand in my corner pocket, play pool with it She gon' eat the dick, both balls licked, and do it to me (what else?) Ain't go to college, I ain't want no pussy nigga rooming with me Still coulda went to college, Sada ain't no fool, nigga Every clip we got extended, yellow Perkies look like minions Put Church's Chicken on you niggas, scrap them boys for half a biscuit You know I like the burner but I'll beat your ass, this shit personal, huh Hit a nigga in his shit with this fifty or thirty, duh (Yeah, go Royce) Name a nigga out of the D as solid as me I unlocked a lot of dollars, nigga, knowledge is key I did it all without a college degree I went from hottest signed artist, don dada, to G Street lord, rock bottom, Godfather and P D-Boy, Rottweiler, Sean, Sada and T Standing on the corner three days, phone is on Motorola prepaid Diadora or a gold Ellesses These are ordered from the older East Bay's She either rolling with the owners or the lessee A kind man knows a blind man holds grudges A wise man knows a wise man knows nothing I thought I told you mother fuckers I ain't need a budget I ride with them guys that society begrudges We been thuggin' worldwide got arenas buzzin' We survived getting fronted by Ilina cousin Before you could sell like Cole and Adele Or go NFL, be Kobe or Kells The plight of the rich is to throw you in jail The fight as been fixed since the opening bell And you know who posting your bail? Who promoting your L? Who be hoping you fail? Nigga, Oprah and