Yeah, sound sound sound Real 6 side shit Sickos, ah man Yeah, when you get to where I'm at You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at Every time they talkin' it's behind your back Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack They gone say your name on them airwaves They gone hit you up right after like it's only rap Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' treasure map And ain't told no one where the fuck it's at Shout out to the G's from the ends We don't love no girls from the ends I'm gone hit 'em with the wham once again I'mma always end up as a man at the end, dog It's just apparent every year Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror Lookin' at myself like there it is there Yea, like there it is there man, whoop I ain't tryna chance it I be with the bands like a nigga went to Jackson State or Grambling Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin' Watch the way I handle it Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit She know I'm the man with it, uh With the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton I ain't playin' with it I ain't felt the pressure in a little while It's gonna take some getting used to Floatin' all through the city with the windows down Puttin' on like I used to They never told me when you get the crown It's gone take some getting used to New friends all in their old feelings now They don't love you like they used to man When you get to where the fuck I'm at You gotta remind 'em about where you been About all of the money that done came and went About the two cents I ain't never spent When they say you're too famous to pack a gat I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone Steppin' on to squish a roach like a steppin' stone Goin' at a nigga throat like a herringbone Boy do I smell beef? Mmmm pheromones Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns Trap pumpin' all night like Chevron Suck a nigga dick for an iPhone 6 Fuck my nigga Terry for a new Blackberry You can buried for an ounce of Katy Perry I was only five but still remember the drought in '87 Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no time to play games with 'em I ain't got no time Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence I'm fuckin' her mind I got, mind control over Deebo Parmesan my panino Promethazine over Pinot And when my blood start shootin' that's B-roll bitch Let's just let bygones be bygones, okay? Let's just go ahead and just let bygones be bygones I pull up lookin' like a damn cyborg, weighin' 224 Oh man, these boys don't even understand Listen when you see OVO Jodi pull up on the scene with Drake For goodness sakes, well for goodness sakes You see this mixtape you listenin' to? This an album Yea, we could have, we could have sold it to you for 17.99 or 29.99 with the shirt Buy it at the Target These motherfuckers trippin' so hard I had to look down and double check cause I Thought they had their shoes tied together Motherfuckers got they shoes tied together What more could you ask for? Boys harassing me with these questions How about this? How about don't ask me know more motherfucking questions, we ain't doing no interview

This used to be your house Your house your house Now it's another man's home Another man's home (2) Now you're sorry and you wanna come back to me But you the one who walked out baby and gave me back the key And you were so sure so sure I always waited for you And you could just come back baby Whenever you wanted to (Whenever you wanted to) This used to be your house Your house your house Now it's another man's home Another man's home (2) This house and me it was just Come baby for you But you would just come and go Whenever you wanted to Now you telling me You realize you were wrong But you should've thought about that The day before you left home All the feelings I had I had for you were gone This used to be your house Your house your house Now it's another man's home Another man's home (2) I got somebody Who treats me good The way that you The way you you never never would You had to many chances But you threw them away Now you begging for another Ohh baby it's too late This used to be your house Your house your house Now it's another man's home Another man's home (2) Well my[?????] This used to be your house But now now it's another mans home It used to be your house But now now now it's another mans house Now please go on Leave me alone now It used to be your house I gave you a chance Sweet romance You left me Gave me back the key It's too late I know you sorry that you done me wrong It used to be your house Its another mans home It used to be your house Your house your house It's too late Now you [???] Baby go on I just don't need you Nomo now now now now now now now now now now now now It's another mans home I swear It's another mans home go home

I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You would fuck a rich niggas for the fame, won't you? You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you? Like a old school, I re-did the frame on you I got my old shooters with me and they land on you Word to them niggas at the six A whole lotta lean, my nutrition They should've told ya I had the drank on me They should've told ya I brought the bank with me They should've told ya I keep that molly on me They should've told ya I got that stick with me You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' pot pies I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I keep a shooter with me like Malone I fucked around and did it on my own Come and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchise Molly and them xans got me aggravated The hundreds and 'em fifties, get 'em separated Put them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregated They tryna take the soul out me They tryna take my confidence and they know I'm cocky Fuck another interview, I'm done with it I don't give a fuck about a ho, I let a young hit it I play the games of the thrones with you I can't change, I was God-given Tryna make a pop star and they made a monster I'm posted with my niggas, let the champagne flow A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy A product of them roach in 'em ashtrays I inhale the love on a bad day Baptized inside purple Actavis They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine in some Reeboks I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga I'm in the white house shootin' crack niggas I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it This remind me when I had nightmares These bitches wanna be here, they'll be right here They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga They should've told you I was gon' lap niggas They should've told you I was overseas Say your last words, can't breathe They sent the ghetto bird out to peep me They finally did admit it, I was cloned Because I was ambitious, now I'm on Five in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stones I just work for money, I count it on my own, fuck They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine and some Reebok I full of soo much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes