(Reul stop playin' with these niggas)

Been sayin' I'ma make it for a long time, nigga, then I went for it (yeah I did)
Startin' to feel like I was meant for it
Nobody gave me shit, boy, I sent for it
Any bitch try to slide, I'ma spin on her
Hardest in the game don't compare me to no bench warmer
Came in doin' bitches dirtier than Flint water
A hundred shots 'fore I ever send a bitch warnings
You can tell I'm on they heads, we don't flip quarters (I don't do that)
Bills got higher than the money I was tryna stash
Ain't tell nobody, me and Key we was really down bad
Now them bitches hatin', I got everything they never had
Twenty thousand blues, lil' nigga, you can do the math (run it up)
Why they sleep? It don't matter, 'cause I'm on they ass
See the way it go, they gon' wake up less them bitches dead
I was broke now the youngin' got a bigger bag
And I ain't Catholic but these Chrome Heart crosses like mornin' mass
Eyes on the prize, straight tunnel vision
Bitch I'm signed to Quality Control, so I'm really winnin'
Ever since he put that name on me I been killin' bitches
Ever since he put that chain on me, I been livin' different
And now I'm gettin' twenty for the features and 30K for the shows
Was runnin' me up a bag, now it's comin' in by the load
I'm a boss bitch I really do make the calls
I'm puttin' up all the points, you know I ain't comin' off
Bitches, actin' hard when I know that they really soft
Show these hatin' hoes love when I see 'em, then I'm goin' off
All these bitches gettin' borin', I'm dozin' off
You probably ain't gon' catch me in the club if ain't no dough involved (bitch)
Been stuntin' hard, now they say Lakeyah showin' off
I'm the GOAT these other rappers got no hope at all
They bit the sound, I'm the one these bitches feedin' off
All these hoes pussy, on my mama, I'm a fuckin' dog
Fuck a black truck put the foreign in the budget
Put my AP on that EB told 'em, "Buss it"
Water in the face, lil' nigga, now it's flooded
I done bossed up on my opps
Now these bitches on me, nut shit
I don't know another bitch my age this lit
Send me a beat niggas know that I'ma blank that shit
Chasin' money, lil' bitch, I'on't chase no dick
Niggas ain't sleep, they know what's up?
And they can't take this shit (on God)

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Lakeyah Robinson, Reuel Walker