Lil $tunt - Tha Q Lyrics

Fifteen, me and dad had beef
Off some blunts, put my ass on the street
Thank God homies see that I eat
Thank God momma get me back on my feet
Thank God, fear of him on my feet
If I was scared of shit, where would I be
Follow this road, don't care where it lead
From the Q, take a left, just don't sleep
I been rolling around
Stuff some green in it, I'm Oscar the Grouch
Going full throttle but I stay on the couch
I stay doubling, stuff the ounce in a pouch
She going all out
She in love but as always, I got my doubts
Giving sloppy toppy as I'm going my routes
She better not be f*cking with me for the clout
She better not be f*cking with me for the clout
I'm a gentleman, put some bands in her mouth
Got my cheese, I be in and then out
Rats on me, chew them up, spit them out
Rats on me, chew them up, spit them out
You motherf*ckers leave a bad taste in my mouth
I'm a big fish, you bitches are trout
In the sky, I'm coughing up a cloud
(Coughing up a cloud)
Rap game like a bitch
Come from behind
Know I leave an imprint
When I leave a bitch crying
Wheels are spinning, nobodies home
Remember days tell me to quit, leave it at the tone
I won't pick up the phone
Why they only calling when I start getting rich
Why you pussy boys start acting like a bitch
Need some help, no, I'm ain't no Hitch
Think you pussy boys is actually snitch
Michael Jordan, switching right at the pitch
I'm a peach with a bottomless pit
Popping thirties and you know I just won't quit
Popping off quick, no, I don't need a clique
You ghostwriting bitch, I'm writing for ghosts
I confess then I fix it in post
Smoke in the booth, blazing up Western Coast
Cheesing like Chester, no, I'm not one to gloat
It's a hot summer but I'm wearing a coat