God can judge me, I don’t need a jury. Nothing standing in my way, like nothing’s my security.
This is brain surgery. Ski masks on my bullets, let ’em commit brain burglary. Emergency, it’s an emergency. Someone in all black left the whole scene burgundy.
Shoot you on the front porch and knock you to the back yard.
I’m so official, all I need is a whistle.
Flyer than the rest but I don’t rest I keep goin.
From a cell to a jet call it Con-Air.
Things I say have value and I would love for you to value them, however you get it.
I’ma call my guns jumpers, cause my bullets just leapin to ’em.
What goes around comes around like a hool-a-hoop.
When it waynes, it pours.
I don’t care what you say, so don’t even speak.
Never back down from a real challenge. They give the best lessons in life.
Murder shoots, I give your ass good seats.
I have accomplished all that I have set out to accomplish and more.
I do not consider myself a literal genius.
I want to make sure my family’s straight.
Where I come from, the block become your daddy.
With everything happening today, You dont know whether you’re coming or going, But you think that you’re on your way, Life lined up on the mirror dont blow it...
I want to be a skater.
I don’t think nothing. I just do my work.