Steven

You know I ride for my motherfunkin' niggas, Most likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, They tell me dont get high, and I should try to make a living, I tell em' imma hustler and I'd rather make a killin' My eyes is so wide as he watchin the skillet, I let my bitch bag it if she spill i imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like armadillas, And fckk ya, hospital, young money, we the illest, And I aint gotta lie when I tell you im the illest, My flow is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, Self-made G, and them bitches know the business. Relying on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist, And when I was 5, my favorite movie was the Gremlins Aint got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention, You looking for devine and the little intervention, And them birds don't fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, flying with the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons, See my world is different, Like Dwayne Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the same thang, And you know that imma ride with my motherf**kin niggas, Most likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma grind till I get it