Aim

[Chorus]
All I ever wanted was the fame
Only Got One Chance in the motherfucking game
And I got a couple Niggas steady mobbin in my name
They go loco with the auto they don't even gotta aim
I go crazy in the booth
I talk with my hands conversatin’ witcha tooth
I call it like I see it don’t complain about the truth
Panorama Ceiling Choppa aimin out the roof

[Verse 1]
Gang Shit, theres a brawl in the backstreets
Hear two shots then react… i clap heat
Flash back from the past, see the masses
Way back when they called Ali Cassius
Flow so sick but a nigga not contagious
I put em in a coffin, I'm puttin em in cages
I put em in a hearse, spittin this verse
Don't got time to rehearse, blessing and curse
Say it once more for the niggas in the back
Ya girl Plays D when I'm on the attack
Ya girl goes long when i'm throwing them yards
Don’t gamble with life cuz you're showing your cards
Goddamn goddamn man of the year
Kill so many verses, Jury put me in the chair
Swimming through the money couple benjis in my hair
Ghetto booty got me lookin sorry I ain't mean to stare

[Chorus]
All I ever wanted was the fame
Only Got One Chance in the motherfucking game
And I got a couple Niggas steady mobbin in my name
They go loco with the auto they don't even gotta aim
I go crazy in the booth
I talk with my hands conversatin’ witcha tooth
I call it like I see it don’t complain about the truth
Panorama Ceiling Choppa aimin out the roof

[Verse 2]
You don’t want no drama, Sosa you could meet my llama
Don’t you try to plead your honor cuz I’d beat the case mañana
Yeah I’m on some other shit, Find me in space like a motherfuckin mother ship
I just keep working No sleep, Grindin’ chasin all my dreams like meek
Water whippin like some hoses, Jacuzzi too hot I can't even dip my toes in Living prophet call me moses
I can’t wait to be King, Go from simba to mufasa
Moving like spaghetti, Middle finger to impastas
Put em in the dirt 6 feet. I wanna be like Mike they wanna be like me
Hi tech Hi-C, thats a motherfuckin chaser……. Mach 5 in the whip speed racer. Don't start no shit, I won't finish it

[Chorus]
All I ever wanted was the fame
Only Got One Chance in the motherfucking game
And I got a couple Niggas steady mobbin in my name
They go loco with the auto they don't even gotta aim
I go crazy in the booth
I talk with my hands conversatin’ witcha tooth
I call it like I see it don’t complain about the truth
Panorama Ceiling Choppa aimin out the roof