h2s - Bonus track

Busy busy, yeah my lifestyles busy

Air Force Ones, old school blade ridin' with me

Ridin' with me, uh

Smart cars, no fast cars I was pushin' then

If I could start again I'll do it all again

If I could choose my friends I'll do it all again

Could have been a millionaire, I couldn't phone a friend

'Cause we're family and they got my back that's gladly

Conversations 'bout some Grammys no awards we're talkin' Grammys

Steppin' into motives lookin' swanky

Givin' all these pretty bitches hella woody hit their ass up with a spanky

Plastic on my private, in case it gets spunky

I don't need no kids 'cause these hoes they don't love me

The streets they don't love me

My creator loves me so I'm hopin' that he guides me

I'm havin' nightmares full of fightin' but it's me against myself sayin', "Fight me"

Battles with my soul they wouldn't understand the crime sprees

All the tag teams, to make this money lanky

I only followed you, you're some eye candy

They wanna know the reason why I always wear a bally

'Cause the way I creep is tallys, sorry, yeah, I krept was tally

Tallyin' all these shots up in the mornin'

I'll be real this life is borin'

Got a shot in ally pally

Bitches try stress me out, they just silly Sallys

Nothin's more important than family

For them I'd give this up, I'd do it gladly

Same way she just took off her panties

It all started from turnin' raw dough to toasted bread

It all began from the time they cared about their cred

Panickin', keep runnin' into feds

Packaged things, stashed up in the kitchenette

Let me start again, yo my name is Huncho

No, I ain't' no cutthroat, if it ever came to that then you know that I'd be cut throat

My bitch don't know that I do music still I give her sore throats

Expensive jackets, Goose coats

Expensive jackets, Moose coats

Expensive jackets, fur coats

It's all needed yeah yeah 'cause these roads cold

Diggin' through the dirt I'm tryin' to find gold

Remember when I won from a fivefold

Same shit just a different day

Same routine now I turn up kinda late

'Cause music ain't a priority I gotta make a change

My brother got some youths, yeah, he needs some change

My brothers in the can, yeah, they need some change

Impersonators in this ting, yeah, they gotta change

Can't blackball me, yeah, you gotta change

You know I ain't a boy up in this fuckin' game

Busy busy, yeah, my lifestyles busy

Air Force Ones, old-school blade ridin' with me

You zimmie, you zimmie

This industry can't see me

I just made a one-er

I just made another

Givin' her the pipe like plumber

I will never cuff her

Smokin' so much Stardawg

I'm reminiscin' times with my dawgs in the summer

I've never been a next-man's runner

Had my own feet that's runner

Had to bag this grub I was one up

Stinky ass yard, with mould on the come up

It's rainin' outside I stepped in when it was sun up

I stepped out twelve hours later still sun up

God willin', yeah, I get to pick my son up

Tired of tellin' all these bummy jiggas get your funds up

Funds up

Yeah, that's my end of year sum up

Used to walk miles to my shot that's a milestone

Allergic reaction, I can't be around Five-O

When they caught me up in watty now

I firmed gettin' rushed that was my woe

I catch 'em on the rebound, yeah, it's live-o

They've had their prime but everyone's prime goes

Huncho, Optimus Prime though

This dick turned this hoe into a psycho

Got this new pack and it's avantgarde

Gettin' feedback shots sayin' 'Oh, my Lord'

Had to do a couple laps on the boulevard

Fuck feds, fuck the undies, fuck the Scotland Yard

I pull up uninvited no greetin' card

I don't think about them man I disregard

My partner had to pattern through a prison guard

My partner had to pattern through a prison guard