Online

I treat the game like playin' chess with an old head in the pen
Nigga fuck around and miss child tryna win
I am a perfectionist, selecta hit that one
If he gotta go, quit talkin' go and whack somethin'

I'll wrap somethin' around your face just to end your life
Metaphor, get sentenced to death when I write
Let me take your breath, I am that exciting
Invitin' you to come fuck with the best
Hold on, nigga I been chasin' on the low, stackin' everything
Put it in the stash with the straps and the diamond rings
Remainin' ill on the scene, nigga it's the king
Outside active player with the team but I mean

I be with them bitches and the pills, pussy, titties, kill
Hustlin' with the bloody dollar bills, killin' with the steel
No doubt, I know plenty here, I go anywhere
Nigga you always online, never see you out here

Balancin' the evil, serve the ones that don't talk
Tryna avoid a line formin' on my sidewalk
I been throwin' parties where my vodkas fly like a hawk
Keep your money nigga you a guest of the boss, hold on
Sauce drippin' sub, watch you red 'til I'm gettin' fed
Arrogant, I know I'm gettin' head, fuck what she said

Don't get mislead, I'm a regular in the club

With the bub, hard liquor and the drugs, fuck it up

Nigga I been pushin' this coke, king of all kings

I always been dope, go ahead and ask my dope fiends

Brooklyn homes, Rosemary, Mohawk, the Island
Joy Park down the way, my niggas the wildest
Heights fly, got my stolen cars from Roosevelt
Raheem my nigga shit will never change, can't you tell?
Loyal to the soil, put a plan together in the cell
Took 'em to let me in, start talkin' this gangsta shit again

Rare because I know all they talk about
Is fuckin' niggas bitches and the dough
Real ones don't show they riches, should know
If it's war, no Facebook threats
Holdin' guns in pictures, nigga get out here and get some wreck
Know I got some weed on the porch, on the stack
You a motherfuckin' lame, nigga, tweet that

No excuses, eat that
Give the rules, nigga got milk on they breath

You's a toddler, motherfucker, balls ain't drop yet
You just hollerin', kill on this gutter shit and shut down your trap
Killa, I'm a gangsta, way before the gangsta rap
Documentaries, me, live on TV, Raid on Channel 3
That night that nigga got shot, I was in the streets

I be with them bitches and the pills, pussy, titties, kill
Hustlin' with the bloody dollar bills, killin' with the steel
No doubt, I know plenty here, I go anywhere
Nigga you always online, never see you out here