You (Explicit)

Running out of time

You’re running out of lines

Your sh*t is too simple use your mind

I rewind time like DeLoreans

Just to bring you back to the spot where they brought me in

All-black trees on the side of the boots

Walk through the room and it’s like Shaka Zu

But I could do incredible

Un-legible when I write so my head’ll do it

Pysch I get high all night

So I strap my pen in my hand and ride on the lines like

No stop signs no yield

Just “No Buckshot Yo chill”

I build empires ‘cause you been fired

I told son pipe down you’ve been wired

That’s why I trust a few

And I hope I could trust in you

Yeah you

No one no one

I’d be no one without ya

Roll one smoke one

And blow your stresses out ya

Don’t care bout who they think is cool

Or how these labels move

Cause we do it all for you

For you

I never was the type of guy to be selfish

Make excuses for greed or feed helpless

See where my belt is That’s my waistline

Only time I sag is if my wallet drag -- fine

You could look down or you could look up

Either way when you look now you looking at Buck

But see the “e” with the “o” connected

Little man did it all for dough he’s so respected

When the game said oh forget him he ain’t gonna last

I hauled a** til your car crashed

Dru Ha went in the stash unlimited cash

Wrote a check for the next act he did it and laughed

I did too (Why ) cause I remember days when the crew

Was so poor *s couldn’t afford to chew

Now we pull up to your door like who

My reply is I’m BDI and the token is you yeah you

We black out turn the lights off

Teddy Pendergrass got the stash and your wife go

That’s my guy

Never got signed to a major -- why

In the end I gotta get mine from the start

And if I sign and somebody tell me nah I’mma bark

Little finger Buck do the same sh*t to bang through

And my money right

To be frank too I’m alright

I’m alight be a big one

And nobody’s gonna do it like this one two three

All the way up to nine

And I split more Dutches than lines

I’m a crime in myself

No help that I f**k with nine

Millimeter cause this diva’s blowing up your spine

You could feel it like Anita you fine

I shine you shine -- this time I’m talking to you

Yeah you