[Verse 1]
Front line with the shit, nigga what the fuck is fear
Ben Wallace in the paint, get that shit up out of here
Looking at my driveway, which Cadillac I wanna steer
Cruising through moderate traffic, making sure my path is clear
I-96, man I'm on my way downtown
Hit the Canadian border, let em' know it's going down
Stupid ass tramp, mad cuz I don't call her up no more
Hung up on her goofy ass and hopped right on the PS4
Heard my niggas fooling on the GTA tip
Had to turn it off, so I can stack a GTA grip
And it's dangerous to be stationary, meet me at my new spot
They watch me in amazement, like some rare footage of Tupac
And if you ever ever catch me tripping off what you got
Just put that Desert Eagle to my head and give me two shots
New Year's Resolution looking stupid, man you niggas fooling
Say yo bouta start doing shit you should've been doing
I spit that shit that have a lot of goofy rappers shook
You let you man's borrow yo belt, I let my man's borrow a book
So separate LiveRAW from the rest of these fools
A degree won't make a million, so I dropped out of school
All up in my ear, like I chose the wrong path
I'm from Fenkell, but these nigga tryna school me on my craft
Like I don't know shit, how you think that make me feel
I think these muthphukkas think I'm banking on a deal
It's 2017, it's about the underground
Clowning in the underground, nigga cuz I get around
You ahead of the game, gone and keep shining
Til' I blow pass yo ass, boy you know i'm still grinding
[Verse 2]
Bring it back, you know I bring it back for em
They in the paint, you know I'm going Shaq on em'
She wanna see my sweet side, but I never show em
I just let her hear this rap, I don't read em' a poem
It doesn't matter, when you keep on grinding for the latter
I said my pockets going green, but they getting fatter
Checking stocks on my app, that's a cool investment
Oh, ya'll niggas still complaining, ok, I'm just checking
But I'll get back to ya'll, right when it's time to ball
If I fuck with niggas now, I plan my own downfall
I ain't even popped yet, but I drop shit
To keep the catalog on bang to have it locked bitch
Optic visions help you see that we on top bitch
Options, keep me with them choices, never flop bitch
Gotta stay legit, but keep a eye out for the cops bitch
They be rolling round bored as hell, tryna drop shit
Fructify my plans into the universe for victory
Escape financial misery, and then I will make history
Stay away from niggas that be habitually lying
Until the day I die, with this music, I'm still grinding
Front line with the shit, nigga what the fuck is fear
Ben Wallace in the paint, get that shit up out of here
Looking at my driveway, which Cadillac I wanna steer
Cruising through moderate traffic, making sure my path is clear
I-96, man I'm on my way downtown
Hit the Canadian border, let em' know it's going down
Stupid ass tramp, mad cuz I don't call her up no more
Hung up on her goofy ass and hopped right on the PS4
Heard my niggas fooling on the GTA tip
Had to turn it off, so I can stack a GTA grip
And it's dangerous to be stationary, meet me at my new spot
They watch me in amazement, like some rare footage of Tupac
And if you ever ever catch me tripping off what you got
Just put that Desert Eagle to my head and give me two shots
New Year's Resolution looking stupid, man you niggas fooling
Say yo bouta start doing shit you should've been doing
I spit that shit that have a lot of goofy rappers shook
You let you man's borrow yo belt, I let my man's borrow a book
So separate LiveRAW from the rest of these fools
A degree won't make a million, so I dropped out of school
All up in my ear, like I chose the wrong path
I'm from Fenkell, but these nigga tryna school me on my craft
Like I don't know shit, how you think that make me feel
I think these muthphukkas think I'm banking on a deal
It's 2017, it's about the underground
Clowning in the underground, nigga cuz I get around
You ahead of the game, gone and keep shining
Til' I blow pass yo ass, boy you know i'm still grinding
[Verse 2]
Bring it back, you know I bring it back for em
They in the paint, you know I'm going Shaq on em'
She wanna see my sweet side, but I never show em
I just let her hear this rap, I don't read em' a poem
It doesn't matter, when you keep on grinding for the latter
I said my pockets going green, but they getting fatter
Checking stocks on my app, that's a cool investment
Oh, ya'll niggas still complaining, ok, I'm just checking
But I'll get back to ya'll, right when it's time to ball
If I fuck with niggas now, I plan my own downfall
I ain't even popped yet, but I drop shit
To keep the catalog on bang to have it locked bitch
Optic visions help you see that we on top bitch
Options, keep me with them choices, never flop bitch
Gotta stay legit, but keep a eye out for the cops bitch
They be rolling round bored as hell, tryna drop shit
Fructify my plans into the universe for victory
Escape financial misery, and then I will make history
Stay away from niggas that be habitually lying
Until the day I die, with this music, I'm still grinding
( Detroit L-O )
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