Ghetto Symphony (feat. Gunplay & A$AP Ferg)

Do just what I tell you

Don't come in any closer

And no one will get hurt

'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two

A rebel I be one day, on that track with Gunplay

Outcast my whole life so I decide to spit like André

Beef is on my entree, gin and juice, that's Bombay

Driving fast the wrong way, I swear life is like a one-way

Pussy on a Sunday, business on a Monday

My new crib came with feng shui and my closet is like a runway

Come be my fiancee, she fuck me in a Hyundai

My rooftop got a lounge, just sit around and watch her sunbathe

Dinner date for one K, shopping date for two K

Bougie-ass bitch made me wait to fuck for two days

Finally got it today, swear to god my mood changed

Top off like toupees, drop off, touche

Yeah, my mouth is full of gold and I'm a city boy

And my outfit was in Vogue, I'm a pretty boy

Bounce, boy, Flacko tell 'em holla at a nigga, G

Riding on my enemies, this my ghetto symphony

Don't come in any closer

Don't come in any closer

Don't come in any closer

Don't come in any closer

Whipping Whitney, my mama as a witness

Bitches lickin' and locking up my swishas

Once she blow my whistle, she know it's dismissal

Spread the news I'm official, now hop out my foreign vessel

Before I get aggressive forget it, war ready

Already tested, tears and blood invested

Till my cardiac's arrested and my 40 ounce is empty

Show me what you owe me and a porterhouse with that

Black magic on the tires only I

Rolling down a lonely mile, phony smile

Warrants, police on me now, still tourin'

And my chain it may slow me down cheer for

Pain, in its purest form

Don't complain I came to reign from here forward, still noid

So crib got clear doors

Burning planes in my Air Force and all I can see is clear ports

Don't come in any closer

Don't come in any closer

Don't come in any closer

Don't come in any closer...

Since Rocky spit like André, I'm gon' kill 'em like Big Boi

These rappers is on my entrée, eat 'em like cookies, Chips Ahoy

Mm, enjoy, when I get annoyed, know a couple niggas that'll kill for joy

Either Gunplay, runway, trip avoid, body get found by a lil' fishin' boy

Arnold Schwarzenigga, toss a nigga

Like codeine mixed with a roid

Slow punch make a nigga chin collide

That's for talking how fast you could grip a nine

Damn, look how the hollow tip hit his spine

Little motherfuckers that commit the crime

These niggas got the sidewalk sipping wine

Guess that's why the ground sip the wine

Pouring liq so I soak in lift and shine

Tip tipped and toe I miss the sky

My soul gets cold when my niggas died

So and so, niggas live and die

Beneath shoe soles you will reside

Rappers get a mil for these freakin' lies

Sign a couple deals for these freakin' lies

How many times in your eyes has a nigga died? Never!

Spittin' it like a Beretta, nobody do it better, nigga