VERSE OF THE MONTH/21 SAVAGE
Woah, woah, woah
Life full of VVS diamonds and bad choices (21)
Young nigga dreaming bout TEC-9s and Porsches
It's cold, I keep my hoodie on (My hoodie on)
Glock 45, ready to get my boogie on
You pussy niggas panties showin'
My bitch say I talk in my sleep
I start park, drive and put it in reverse with my heat
Pistol talkin' back, I think I heard it cursin' at me (21)
It say "You better not fuck a bitch or write a verse without me" (On God, God)
The streets left me scarred (Me, scarred)
Nigga, I'm bleedin', but it's concrete showin' ('Crete showin')
So the karma don't catch up with me, I keep goin' (Keep goin')
Better come and get ya bitch 'cause she going (She on go)
This that straight drop, straight drop
All these other niggas re-rock (21)
Call my 9 Jada, she kissin', nigga, D-block
Know some niggas out on the West, they reppin' Tree Top (On God)
These niggas still talkin' like bitches, I pray that shit stop (21)
I don't wanna hear yo' opinion about what's hip hop (21)
30 hangin' off of my bridges, nigga that's hip-hop (On God)