Yo, I'm doing this one for the streets
To them (*##$es on the watch ^!$$%z on the block
You know, for the hood, this one's for the hood


[Verse 1:]
Yo, yo

Tell me what you see
Takin' over me
Nothing but the greed

It's all that I need now
Chasin' after green
Do this music thing

Got to be stingy
No one's takin' me down
Once I'm on the top

I bet that I won't flop
Your girl is gonna knock
To the next century now

Believe that I'll go pop
Country or go rock
R&b hip hop

It's all lumidee style

I know you're feelin' it uh uh

She killin' it
I know you're feelin' it uh uh
She killin' it

It ain't no winnin when you play against me nah
It ain't no winnin when you play against me


[German Rap by Cool Savas]

I know you're feelin' it uh uh

She killin' it
I know you're feelin' it uh uh
She killin' it

It ain't no winnin when you play against me nah
It ain't no winnin when you play against me
Nooo


[Rap:]
Now stop, look, listen, invision

Me switchin up my style the talents' just a given
Ain't never heard no %#@! like this cause I designed it (come on)
Steppin' up their game upgraded to the finest

Who gives a $#&@ if (*##$es on the block don't feel me
Them be the same hos lookin for a sitter for the show (mommy where you going?)
$#&@ them all though (why?)

Cause they good for nothing
But if my ^!$$%z need some blow bet they good for something
I got goals to reach plus foes to beat

So believe I'm more tha focused when I roam the street
I got a mike and a dream and a $#&@in tight team
And who the $#&@ can stop us with the right amount of cream

Yeah
I'm nothing but trouble better find me a muzzle
I'm about to lock and hold keep it tight like a huddle

So harlem stand up
Young'n pull your pants up
Cause the girls on her grind

And I got my plans up
$#&@in (*##$es could'nttouch this
Let alone crush it

So stay in your place while I'm building up my budget
I had to rush it cause time is money
And I don't play too many games

Don't come at me funny
So to the haters don't waste your time
If you don't like the way I sing then you feelin my rhymes

Don't think the flow is tight but the girl can write
Don't fit up I the booth jump out produce
So who's the truth (come on man)

Believe it's me
The girls all need necessity and luxury
So just bop ya head to this

Feel it to the fullest
If you don't (pop pop)
Believe it you go feel it through them bullets

Ahahaha uhhh

You better start takin me serious for real
This ain't no part time %#@!
I live this %#@! everyday, all day
Straightface