Pound Cake (Remix)

I dropped this shit with my niggas in mind
We making hits while niggas stay behind
Damn, Wow
My nigga trapping in the bando
We kill this shit and then we drop a Twitter handle

Uh, Yeah
Hustling for the money that's my main goal
All my niggas hustling for that yayo
I'm bout to kill it and you hear an nigga AWOL
Shit, that nigga drop it like a trap bomb

I see my niggas throw some props up to King Ed
He that trippy nigga test him you get heated
Shout out to my day one nigga that be Outkast
He make those beats that make a nigga feel outlandish

My nigga trust me I've been through deep shit
But l smoke it to the world it gets me real fit
Rappin' for the passion nigga that's my real fix
Push out my emotions when l rap on these sick beats

Two years with my homie Ice we made it
Freaky Fridays bigger than a rap clique
Shoutout to my mentor Dough Da Deadly
We done made an album not a medley

"Man l told these niggas, now it's happening"

Yeah
I'm just getting tired of the fake shit
Snitching on your homies cause of disputes
I don't need publicity l hate it
Fuck what you heard nigga I'm the real shit

I'm back with power like Al Pacino
These bitches thirsty for more like El Nino
Young, black and hot like Cappucino
Untouchable like an albino

These niggas need my salvation
My rhymes are shaky like I'm Haitian
Niggas, this is a revelation
Of what l could do with these fake relations

Uh
Post murder with this rhyme shit
Culpable murder on my first skit
Uh, bitch nigga knows we made it
Celebrate my shit with these sick beats