Hottest (feat. Big Sean) - Lil Keed

Yeah, you hear that? That's inevitability You can't stop this shit I'm too tapped in Too loyal Surrounded by a few of my niggas who did breaking and entering Through a bidness with them because they can't break a commitment Look, I'm a magician, I belong inside Magic City Got too much intuition to just blow tuition on titties, I know Young Metro got that stick, that's a cig, he don't smoke Fuck around, get smoked I can't think of one time I was put Up on the spot, then I choked (I can't) I can't think of one time I got rich then went broke Bitch, I'm doing digits, all business, big bidness See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business Ye said, "Kill em all" God the only witness I'm set, sunset Put it down for the team that I protect (for my team) Bitch, please do not interject If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat I'm consistent, I'm persistent Got to get it, bitch, I risk it Time to hit them big licks and make that shit a tradition Yeah, what goes around comes around, faster than fidgets Man, outchea is frigid Man, these streets is vicious 'Bout to give my girl some kids just to start a family business 'Cause it's all about business, yeah be bitch ya business Yeah, look, we out here tryna start a franchise We tell the truth, you tellin' stories 'round the campfire Yeah, it's all game ho, let it soak Me and my bros rock the same chains around like we a cult I'm the one in the bunch, they protect me like the Pope Going all night on the daily though Rolling down 7 mile, bet a thou' Hit downtown then hit the Isle Nothing free, not even style Free Vezzo, yeah let him out King of my city, man, feel like I'm Coretta child I'm my mama's son, I gotta rise I can't let her down Bitch, I'm doing digits, all business, big bidness See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business Ye said, "Kill em all" God the only witness I'm set, sunset Put it down for the team that I protect (for my team) Bitch, please do not interject If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat Got 'em waiting for my verses like it's Christmas to come Would talk about my exes, but I'm dissing them all Bought foreclosed houses, and I'm fixing them all Any time I caught work, it was pistols involved Yeah, I'm talking big business, here go the statistics One out every five people trapping turn snitches Get up out the game, put it up for a rainy Hardest working man in showbiz, no complaining Yeah, I get a rush from the grind Touchdown, bust down, single for tonight When she come over, deep tissue neck shoulder Got a restaurant, a label when I closed her Lying, I ain't lying Lying down the street Discount code, first come, gon' eat And this ain't for the weak, I do it every week I do it in my sleep, got in it like ink Bitch, I'm doing digits, all business, big bidness See me on the block Mhmm, bitches still business See my dick off in her mouth Yep, bitches still business Ye said, "Kill em all" God the only witness I'm set, sunset Put it down for the team that I protect (for my team) Bitch, please do not interject If you move too quick, I may take it as a threat Look, boy, the bidness internal, the vision's eternal These niggas will burn you Don't ask no questions if that shit don't concern you I've been standing outside all day, man, rocking my thermal My off-white came straight from Virgil My brothers on side of me That's who I turn to when shit gets too turnt to handle it Dolo, it's too lit inferno While you was dozing, I thought I was nocturnal I wrote every single success I had first in the journal You bitches nothing but hurdles Boy, I'll hop right over you Who the fuck you think watching over you I'm God's favorite, you couldn't pray a hundred times a day To have me over and through I'm the bipolar you I'm doing what you way too hoe to do I got a ocean-view overview that reminded me this is overdue Jeez, I don't got feelings, I just fill seats I'm on fleek, I don't retreat I did this shit in my sleep Sike, I don't sleep, I don't cuddle Bitch, I'm the team captain inside the huddle The man of my house and the man your little brother grew up to The man in my hood and all the other hats that I juggle Niggas my little cuzzos, little niggas Nobody sonning me If am a sun, I'm the one you look up to (I look up) Fuck you Big Bidness Metro Boomin' wants some more, nigga

I'm like Wassup hoe? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out Never know Who's really down or just down and out Never know Who's really down I-I-I-I-I'm like I'm like Wassup hoe? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out Never know Who's really down or just down and out Never know Who's really down I-I-I-I-I'm like Bitch I'm the one I consistently prove I stuck to the code like a finishing move I hit a groove, that they can't undo And over the years all I did was improve (All I did) Don Life, toss dice On on my off night, I left the doubts and now I'm alright I'm a new me, they haven't seen this shit Like Vader wearing all white Like I detonate You hold it down, I levitate I like a woman that's all-natural I give her good energy and let it reciprocate A young nigga that's tryna innovate As many ways as Em and Jay did Renegade You niggas hold up, don't get no closer I try and told ya' bitch, we the closest High powers chose us, we never froze up You lucky if you get to see us close up (Straight) 'Cause people depending on me like (Ugh) Tryna put a hit out on me, nah (Ugh) How many times that shit went? None! So blessed I might just make a whole gospel album Perform at Sun Daze, till it's time to rapture Sean Don and Logic, instant classic I'm like Wassup hoe? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out Never know Who's really down or just down and out Never know Who's really down I-I-I-I-I'm like I'm like Wassup hoe? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out Never know Who's really down or just down and out Never know Who's really down I-I-I-I-I'm like I'm finna tell it like it is Game in a headlock like Stizz Everybody know the deal Yeah that boy, he keep it real Higher than ever with no pill I just updated my old deal Told Def Jam no less than 20 mil' And they cut that shit Yeah, I been at it like "Wassup, bitch" Put ya' favorite rapper deep in a ditch Ya' favorite producer get murdered by 6ix We touring the world from Japan to the six Tryna get paid in full Call me Syre, like Jaden, fool Yeah, that's the power of will (Woo!) Yeah, that's the power I feel! I got so much in the bank That I just called my lawyer to work on my will Hold up, wait a second, chill Hold up, wait a second, chill Ugh, I'm into Maryland, DC, Virginia Where J. Cole he needed a 'Ville Don't do this shit for the thrill Ugh, I am coming for the kill Tell me how you want it Got the pedal to the metal I'm a gunner like a semi-automatic I'm bringin' the static I had it, I had to get a unhooked like an addict And yeah, I'm glad that it went through the way it did Never thought the radio would play the kid They never care, till you make it big Now they say triple platinum Finger fuck the people said that never would happen Came a long way from the trap Where they was cookin' up crack I'm still here Rattpack, keep it real here Big boy money, Uncle Phil here Only "Fresh Prints" in my pocket I came from nothin' no hater can stop it Only the illest You know that I got it Sound of the Logic I'm like Wassup hoe? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out Never know Who's really down or just down and out Never know Who's really down I-I-I-I-I'm like I'm like Wassup hoe? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out Never know Who's really down or just down and out Never know Who's really down I-I-I-I-I'm like

Shout out Mika, my bro Brr, mm Uh All them cold nights sitting in the trap Stacking for the spinner with the flikky on my lap Had to whip it with the mag to turn the whips to Digi Dash Got me flying OT and rags, just so I can flip a pack Young niggas living fast Gassed 'cah they did the dash White when I flick my ash Do a mazzaleen to bring my nigga back All them cold nights in the trap Why you think I'm in a mask? I've been to hell and back Seen hella cats, pushed hella crack Jack me? never that, I bet I'd make the semi slap, boom But if I jacked you darg then you won't get it back Need big whips now Teddy where the hemmies at Run up in spots like show me where the reddies at I'm going Trevor mad, black suit, Men in Black, I need a half a mil stat Looking like I push crack, like, Mike I'm a dad Five years from now, trap's loose, remember that Middle of December goin' mad, tryna fill a bag Remember being stuck on tag, remember doing push-ups in a dutty pad Always been money, mad, I've been jail two times for the love of bands I see them niggas getting gassed off a couple grand I've got some other plans, stack it up in rubber bands I do the milly rock on any block, nigga and the money dance So shout out my hitters in Spain and my killers in France I got drillers in the yard and I got hitters in the dam Know we tapped in with hitters when we land Only lions and gorillas in the gang, I got a milly in the plan But for now I'm putting Whitney in the pan Been a minute since I visited the fam But I'm really getting busy with the vision and the plan For all them long days in my cell, can't you see I've been to hell Must have been the karma for the things I sell Mee-Mee-Mee-Meekz Manny bet the name rings a bell, flippin' hell Free my niggas off the prison shell They're either trapping or robbing, but I just wish them well I seen them olders throw their dreams down the wishing well If you're hitting fiends on my block, then don't miss a sale Lost a couple homies, made me wanna hit the rails When Deezy died the block lost it So when them blockers lost Migs I could relate it's real shit Gotta make it out quick, show 'em how we live I need labels and cribs that's why I'm saving up quids It's got me blazing up spliffs with no cig' Could live fast and you can go quick Probably got to lose your homie just to notice, crazy how the time goes quick And when I'm on my grind I make the line go sick The amount of times I made a white, oh flip Had me out in Brinsford for my white, oh shit Pull up on your bitch and make her bag the whole brick Like, when I'm OT darg, I gotta stay focused Couple kitties ran off with some pennies, so we don't tick End up burning gaffs down, leaving them homeless Cah I'm round fiends with no teeth and bare smokers, semi-autos and revolvers Never show fear but show respect to my olders Can't stop, won't stop Grinding 'til the phone's off Tryna break a whole box Can't rest, won't rest Grinding 'til the phone's dead Tryna break a whole keg Came a long way from Heath court and all that Real niggas take that shit to the grave with 'em, can't steal my shine like Fabian

I gotta give thanks, you know? I never really met nobody who was truly Successful that wasn't thankful (Straight up, woah) For the good and the bad (Go time) It made me who I am Straight up, look DJ Khaled When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about 'Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out Life is what you make it, I know I'll make it for sure, then make it some more I know critics hate it galore, it doesn't phase me no more I know some people's only taste of Success is the bite that they take out of yours My GG told me God laugh at you when you make plans The type of wisdom that made us men Plus tryna thank everybody who helped us along the way Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan Yeah, I might skip one or two But that doesn't mean they wasn't just as part of the plan Some love goes without saying Who would've thought that DJ that was on 6 to 10 Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin', "We the best" Would've had all the execs eatin' right out of his hands? Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed Look, I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010 Convinced Ye, Sean should drop my last shit It's a smash hit, add Chris to it and it's a classic That's that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting, look All I know, forever stuck to the code Only one I changed was 40221 to 90210 Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor The type of stories that you can't make up The universe doesn't just work it out, man, it works in our favor What's Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for? Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will On the phone with Colin Kaepernick He like, "They not gon' make it easy For us in this game and they never will" I'm like, "That's not just the NFL, bro, that's every field" Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength That's my wavelength, surprised I ain't go insane Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang And swam with sharks that's too big to fill up tanks And I'm right here, right now, how could I not give thanks? Feel my pain, I paint these pics, I spill this paint I miss my dogs, I spill this drink I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne Plus I gotta thank my exes on some "thank u, next" shit And all the old times that gave me new perspectives Speaking of new, I'm about to ink a new deal, Don Life Records And put anyone on in the city who needs connections This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet I just bought a mansion and moved in The dungeon, don't none of y'all want it So all y'all fuckboys that want us to fuck up Just know I make fire in the place and not one of 'em fumble My vision is tunnel, Sean Don And I just gotta give thanks 'Cause it's that time You know what I'm talking about, that grind time You've been grinding your whole life It's that time where that preparation meets that opportunity And you gotta be ready And give thanks

Earl on the beat Earl on the beat Earl on the beat Woo You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) Shit, I just fucked this hoe, she couldn't even take it Now she blowin' up my phone, that hoe so crazy XO drip on me, kid, we can Bape it I'm prestigious with this shit, I get creative, I got cadence They keep leashes on they bitch They know I sent that bitch some players Rockin' Fear Of God and Dior, you keep your belt (Yea, keep that shit) Everything Gucci, ya dig? (woo) She wanna Gucci her heels Yeah, she a modeling bitch Lean in baby bottle You thought we was some toddlers and shit I got some twos and fews Just for a swallowin' bitch I need to own the place (what?) 'Cause I throw the most dollars, lil' bitch (weah) Real big dawg shit, go get a collar, lil' bitch, yeah, hey-hey Screamin' in that Lamb' with a chop, ayy-ayy Spent the backend with Avianne, okay (woo, woo) Yeah, we spin your block in a Gucci mask, okay Copped the plain Amiri for the rain, okay (Woo) (Talk to 'em) You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) Yeah, Hood Baby Ain't fearin' no nigga (Earl on the beat) Watch who you trust, man 'Cause these niggas got sticky fingers (let's go) Fucked that bitch, I'll never see a ring finger She suck my dick 'til my toes curl, I feel a real tingle Money in these pockets These pockets, can't even walk, I'm a real penguin Respect I'ma live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people (oh yeah) I'm fly as fuck soarin' through it, I ain't talking no eagle (yeah) Catch a hoe and snatch her up, my mood on jeepers creepers So much flaws, shit, help me, I can't even look at people Ayy, yeah, my bitch know I'm a whole cheater Yeah, I ran this shit up just like a whole cheetah (yeah) Hey, big shoes like I'm old people (yeah) I ride with pole-keepers (yeah, yeah) Yeah, watch what you do or you say, you on pins and needles Shit, watch how the hood act when you get real millions And you better keep them racks or you ain't gon' see them people 'Round you (yeah) You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy)