Gunning for My Neck (Verse 1) Yo, I’m hustlin’ hard, yeah, grindin' like a motherfucker, Dreams bigger than the block, can’t nobody hold me, sucker, Thuggin' with my crew, we ain't never backin' down, Ambition’s in my veins, got that fire in my crown. See, I’m gunnin’ for my neck, stackin' chips with respect, Bitches all around, but it's cash that I collect, Flexin' on these haters, can’t they see I'm on a quest? Every day’s a warzone, but I’m never feelin' stressed. (Chorus) I'm gunning for my neck, ambition's my affliction, Got my eyes on the prize, no time for restriction, Street dreams, big schemes, makin' moves, no detection, Bitch, I’m ballin' hard, feel my thug life connection. (Verse 2) Rollin' through the hood, my team thick like molasses, Money callin' loud, while these losers just passin’, I’m the king on the grind, got my throne and my glory, Ain’t no stoppin' my rise, now that's the whole story. Countin’ every dollar, yeah, I’m stackin' absurd, Got that ruthless ambition, gotta fly high like a bird, These bitches know my name, yeah, they whisper and they shout, While I’m flexin’ on the scene, no doubt what I’m about. (Chorus) I'm gunning for my neck, ambition's my affliction, Got my eyes on the prize, no time for restriction, Street dreams, big schemes, makin' moves, no detection, Bitch, I’m ballin' hard, feel my thug life connection. (Bridge) Man, fuck what they say, I’m breakin’ all the rules, In this concrete jungle, I’m the beast and you the fools, With my crew right beside me, we ain't never gonna quit, Livin' fast, die young, this ambition’s like a hit. (Verse 3) I’m the realest in the game, no fakin' my connection, Gunning for my neck, call it lethal intersection, Chasin’ dreams so hard, I’m a beast on a mission, With every step I take, I’m defining my tradition. So if you see me hustlin', just know I'm on the rise, Ain't no fear in my heart, got that fire in my eyes, Thuggin' through the night, while these bitches sit and stare, Gunning for my neck, in this life, no fuckin' care. (Chorus) I'm gunning for my neck, ambition's my affliction, Got my eyes on the prize, no time for restriction, Street dreams, big schemes, makin' moves, no detection, Bitch, I’m ballin' hard, feel my thug life connection. (Outro) So remember my name, while I hustle and I flex, I’m gunning for the top, ain't no limit to my checks, I’ll rise like the sun, while you fade into the wreck, I’m the king of this game, yeah, gunning for my neck.