Out of Luck (Explicit)

Uh yeah

I told you n***az I had ps2 clarity on tracks

It's young fever and worm

The million dollar connection

Uh you f**king with presidential

Commission music group

And most of all ghetto dreams baby

How you think about that one uh

Presidential

Ain't nothing to be f**ked with

Commission music

Ain't nothing to be f**ked with

Ghetto dreams

Ain't nothing to be f**ked with

You come playing games with us

You out of luck b***h

Presidential

Ain't nothing to be f**ked with

Commission music

Ain't nothing to be f**ked with

Ghetto dreams

Ain't nothing to be f**ked with

You come playing games with us

Goodbye

I always had a vision

That I would count cash like the government

A attitude like they like it

I'm f**king loving it

I never fronted n***az on credit

Cancel that brother s**t

Hover around another strip playa

You on that other s**t

If there's cash outside my set

Then I'ma cover it

Beef I put that s**t off in the skillet

And smother it

I promised myself to love

Not a nan 'nother b***h

I'm a pimp

I will make a h*e house out of covenant

N***az f**k around with fever

And kevo gon thump ya

In all black

Pop right out of the hedges and bump ya

I rack stats and shots and assists

Like original rucker

Your destination is hell

Cause heaven don't want ya

They gon find you with your body in the car

Head in a dumpster

Hate the flame or the game

Cause it plays in a monster

Slapped off

151 and mamosa

Ready to make my hollow points

Hop out of your head like a toaster

With a full head of steam

And a hell of a team

Ghetto dreams

Is a money making machine

I'm chasing a dream

Like karl malone chasing a ring

By any means

A must that I get this cream

Get that do'

And spit that sickening flow

The c

E

O

And you ought to see me flow

You gusto

The dude from cb4

And with that flow

Your s**t won't make it out the sto'

On tracks I'm a creature

I'm a smashing feature

Feel these hard 16's

Coming through your speakers

I can teach ya

Every aspect of the game

From putting it all together

To putting it in them chains

I'm talking change

In large amounts

Coming straight from the streets

To them corporate accounts

That's what counts

And any n***a willing to bet

Who the hell said a thug

Can't be an exec

Commission music

Call me the franchise player

Touring city to city

With my c's in the air

Done seen plenty battles

'Fore I came out the hood

And I still lead my team

Like a quarterback should

And we ain't to be f**ked with

We worser than s

W

A

T

Every year two or three n***az

On the streets get shot

It's the young don n***a

On a hell of a job

Thanks to c

M

G

B***h

We the new black mob

This for the family

So it's mostly for wealth

I started my own label

Then I signed myself

You know the street sweepers sweep

On a late night creep

One thang about a killer

He bring it just where you sleep

And it's 7 1 3

My n***a we still holding now

Still pimping b***hes

My game is called polar bear

Multiplying game

Get cash any and everywhere

Busting off talk

My pistol play is never fair