Off da Top of da Head, Pt. 2

A Leo I want you to give me an in instrumental

Aite what kind

I wanna do that off da top of da head shit again

Aite

Let's slo dat shit down this time

You fuck with this

Yeah I fuck with this

Aite

You know how we do it right

Shit you no I been doin this too

It go capital C Capital M he talk work but he from da M and he's a real nigga (I am)

Free Tip tell my partnas off in Forrest City

Tour bus in da hood I took my whole apartments with me

If ya want me come and get me I'm waitin on ya

I got dat K with the motherfuckin shank on it

Realest nigga in it I bet the bank on it (beep)

Shots fired man down no prank homie

They say I'm well rounded did a song with Wiz and Wale

Shoutout to Vegas chillen quarter milli just to parle

My nigga fuck what you say I got a spot in da A

Now keep them choppas on deck so you can get shot in the A

I take a shot of Ciroc I got a bottle of Ace

I shake it up pop the top and squirt that shit in ya face

You throw a rock and hide ya hands say that shit to my face

I guess you want be satisfied until they give me a case

A ain't that Cocain 6 realest shit in the streets niggas know when they see me I'm a go

CMG I&E niggas know we in these streets this that Cocain 6

A lot of niggas talkin loud dog but they don't want no beef

Lot of rappers yappin bout that work but they ain't in no streets

Quarter ounce ass nigga you will never equal me

Now all that gangsta shit you talkin don't mean nothing to me

Biggest nigga in my city so the haters target me

I'm A1 just like my door so they gone have to market me

Wonder if I didn't have this money would these bitches fuck a G

Don't know the answer to that question so sometimes that bothers me

Bothers me bothers me really really really really bothers me

I'm standin on the couch where the models be

You can catch me in the club where the bottles be

Gettin my money I'm a Kick my feet up told yung zilla we gone feed up

Bitch bend over I bet you can't beat up pull my dick out bet you gone eat up

We on chill you can't read us

Best take notes try and be usin these streets everyday gone take a navy to defeat us

Choppas chop I'm gone rock I push that button it's gone be war

Have them niggas with them choppas at yo mammy front door

Have yo grandmammy hollin oh lord on the church floor

Bring my baby back all black all that and more

It's a long line lights on it look like a funeral nigga playin with Gotti

Had him killed that's how the rumor go

My life ain't no rumor doe I seen a hoe rumor doe

My shooters got shooters you gettin money but you goons are broke

That shit don't make sense to me maybe they should get we me

I&E yo life ain't worth shit to me but a brick to me

And I just count a hundred to a chicken b you will never get to me

Charges never stick to me realest I can be bitches be lickin me

Suckin me and fuckin me the city know what's up with me

Nigga you a fan of me just want to shake the hand of me

You the type to see me out and say man you just playin with me

Apologizing and askin for advice I'm the type to say fuck you and yo boss I fucked his wife.