life on da line

Life up on da line You know ima get it in Ignoring all dem liars claimin dey ya friendz Stack ya profit n pull up on em in a brand new benz Ima X dopeboy dont give a fuck bout settin trendz Whats a toe tag I tag da whole thing N whats in my bag Bag up ya whole team Gotta Violent mind set Awake n having murderous dreams Try n stop me i promise i make a whole scene Burn bridges With saggin britches Im back to da digits I need 100 racks Stack up til i make shaq look like a midget Aint smokin mid bitch All my smoke exclusive So if u want a hit I can call da other phone N getchu served quick Wasnt talkin drugs but lettem think what he want to type shit lets get to da point like a pen Im posed to be awaiting trial n da pen. Callin out to all my fallin soldiers Im bout to turn up 2 da streets again I could make my Wrist get to workin n whip up a Mercedes Benz Really fuck having friends Cuz I can do it on my own So why ask u for a lend In da Trap is where I am N i really get it in Just thought i should letchu in On a lil secret jr dont be fuckin wit no minor league players . I get to bussin atcha Crib So get it how ya live Or keep. It movin post up wit 40's and rugers u might think dat im.stupid But wit dis i bet i am Pull da tringer til it wanna jam Then pull out da other Rod n do it all again [They know what i mean] But maybe they dont Everything they said i would do in my life i prolly wont I cant fail cuz i learn so how tf ima burn if i remain calm N earn My paper til its bigger Reminiscing bout dem days i was a dope dealer they dont understand Dat i see da vision just a lil more clearer Than them.