They saying "Where you been man?"
Cause I ain't really drop alot
They asking "How you been dude?"
But I don't really talk alot
They tryna be my friend
Cause they know I tend to make alot
I pass 'em to the end, cause I don't try to fade alot
I try to stay inside but that don't mean that I abide
I said I follow rules but I guess a I made a lie
I grip thighs and smack asses
That's the way shit goes
And I ain't tryna make a statement I don't need these hoes
And I ain't into product placement I don't need these clothes
And I'm happy on my own so I don't need this drove
But I want it, so I got it
How'd I get it? Cause I bought it
Keep my distance I don't saught it
But I hit a couple times
Then I pass to the homies
Make moves on the low Carmine Falconi
A killer on the mic
And a fighter when I hit these beats
A monster in the streets
And a Legend in the sheets
"How you know?" Because they tell it to me
