Final Form
I ain't never got the respect that I truly deserve
That's why I park them double M's & R's on the curb
If they do 200 I'm destined to swerve
All my life these niggas hated, they really some birds
So when my brother got them birds, we stunted on nerds
If they ain't f**kin then it's up, we puntin' them nerds
We pull up and set the tone, we move in a herd
Ask her how I pull in them M's? From rhyming my words
How these b**ches lose a spot? From irking my nerves
I don't wanna be your friend, you niggas is poor
I don't wanna be your man, I know your credit score
Know you burnt your sh*t out tryna impress the core
Might have burnt my self twice chasin' dirty whores
I done slide this b**ch out, we just made it smore
Gave this b**ch a thousand knowing that she want more
And I'm ruthless
I refuse
To take that b**ch to Ruth Chris
I refuse to do what he do, you ain't my b**ch
I ain't buying you no watch, that ain't my wrist
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I done broke my bank a hundred times to help these niggas
Wouldn't nobody give a f**k if wasn't wealthy, nigga
If I get jammed how many b**ches finna write me, nigga
If I get shot who at my wake standing beside me, nigga?
Who finna take care of my moms and my sister?
When they crying to my picture
And they the only ones who really miss me
Everybody else gon 'go on with they damn life
And my b**ch'll prolly go on and be somebody wife
That's why my back against the wall and I be thinking twice
'Cause would these niggas pay my bills if I couldn't keep on lights?
They say I'm too distance from em', I got every right
I think about my brother Black Gwalla every night
The lobby tried to hold him down, gave him every strike
I really think his lawyer sweet, we might black his eyes
I'm really standing on my toes like you niggas fried
I ain't breaking down sh*t ever, I'm gon' sell the pie
Yeah, I ain't breaking down sh*t ever, I'm gon' sell the pie
From the D to the A I'm finna let it fly
Michigan Boy Boat, yeah
My final form nigga
Let's get it
