555 Questions

[Chorus]

Question, do you do this shit for the fame?
Or do you do this shit for the love of the game?
The answer will separate the real from the fake
A lotta niggas turn snake for a piece of cake

Question, do you do this shit for the fame?
Or do you do this shit for the love of the game?
The answer will separate the real from the fake
A lotta niggas turn snake for a piece of cake

[Verse]

Have you ever seen a pound, have you ever seen a brick?
Have you ever seen a hunnid, bitch I'm bout to go legit
Can't go shopping up at Barney's, now I'm up at Saks Fifth
I ain't even selling crack, but I know how to with my wrist

Most these niggas ain't real I can see it in they eyes
Lotta niggas claim they thorough but they fakin' in disguise
Gotta watch how niggas moving 'cause they always tell a lie (sss)
If you really want some beef with my shooter, bring some fries

[Verse]

Question, why the fuck you niggas really lame?
Y'all made it way too easy for us to take over the game
I'm ridin' on my Louis staring demons in the face
I stay there doing numbers keep a watch up for the fakes

Question, why the fuck you niggas really hate?
When all we really do is bring the season to the plate
She ate my fucking semen then she took me on a date
She say "5G you demon", I say "Baby, you're so lame"

[Verse]

Ay, I got a question, why these niggas cap all in they posts
Got a question, how you be outside, we heard you too?
I be stepping, in exclusive shit you can't afford
What I'm repping, Circle 5, the gang bitch we run the globe

In the abyss we mobbin' my niggas like the Spartans
Off the 'za, boot it up, cool it with some Martians
Keep a toolie in the tub, don't become a target
Hit 'em with the fatal sting when I pop the rocket
Cut the grass, can't fuck with snakes, so I'm moving sideways
Got a question, why you hate, go get some profit
Why you worried 'bout some clout, there's dust up in your wallet
Circle 5, in the abyss, but we in the palace