AllStarTeam

I just need my space right now

I'm a all-star team, far from a rookie

Look, we graveyard shiftin', I don't rock, nigga, **** it

Mr. Rock a Plain Jane but the Audemars stompin'

I was always taught, boy, you better shoot if you gon' up it

in Chanel, finna blow a bag

You can't be like me if you ain't never worked the scale

I'm a couple houses down, I'm just waitin' on the mail

I'll break his *******, front row, still yellin'

Ayy, this Tom Ford, I done bossed up a Pelle

I'm God's son, but it's Demons on the Chally

Niggas think it's sweet 'til they stinkin' in that alley

Yeah, finna boot up, ten pink like a fifty

Spent a whole ten, bust some sneakers outta Ricky

They let 'em play tough 'til it's time to do a mission

I ain't tryna kick it, I don't wanna talk

Eighty-inch flatscreens mounted in the loft

Forty on a necklace, that's just how I thank God

And my young nigga chasin' down Tayshaun

She thirsty, got her playin' with it on FaceTime

I'm standin' on the couch, smokin', throwin' gang signs

The vision gettin' clearer, in a different light now

The Perkies for the trauma, it just numb the pain now

You was in the back, but you do your thing, huh?

You **** bro couldn't **** me, don't feel ashamed, ma

I cut her off and made her settle for a lame guy

I flew her to an island, damn near pulled her braids out

He cookin' and he cookin' dope, out the same pot

In the trenches, I'm the same nigga, little fame now

The coupe so fast, you could dodge a raindrop

Nigga so bad, he done got his main robbed

Ayy, how you mad at me? We come from the same spot

**** 'em, I cut 'em down like I threw a spade out

All look fresh as hell like I got it laid out

First I went through hell, but I'm gettin' paid now

Poured it out the seal, couldn't find a baby bottle

All my niggas trappin', somethin' like my baby mommas

Yeah, I **** up a check, I won't even think about it

Ayy, why you grindin' hard? 'Cause a nigga hate the bottom