Searching

I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep
It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats
I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head
He was speakin' on me, now the pussy deceased
She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread
They scary-ass brother ain't got more money than me
I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets
He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat

Mask on, he strapped with a Glock
Ar-15, bitch came with a stock
When he take out the trash, that's when he got popped
He think he a gangster, but, he really the cops
He thinkin' of peepin' me, he startin' to sweat
Just like Peach Boy, he lookin' for opps
First fourty-eight, this shit is non-stop
Don't matter who city, I'm goin' to the block
Don't matter who vouch, I'm goin' to the top
Youngin' on block still sellin' them rocks
You better get low when we swingin' that Glocks
Murder she wrote then it's off with your top
Long live Jim, nigga, you was the G.O.A.T
Scary-ass bitch, better act like you know
They cameras stretch, so, I hit his backdoor
Long live Jugg, pussy that's for the G.O.A.T

I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep
It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats
I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head
He was speakin' on me, now the pussy deceased
She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread
They scary-ass brother ain't got more money than me
I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets
He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat
I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep
It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats
I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head
He was speakin' on me, now the pussy deceased
She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread
They scary-ass brother ain't got more money than me
I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets
He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat

He thought that it was beat, but, it's really the top
Back to back, we gon' wet up yo' block
Wreck the Benz, now, I'm up in the Wraith
Catch the bitch, I'ma spin his face
Real gravedigger, you niggas ain't safe
You niggas be lame, you niggas be gay
You niggas be bitch, you niggas be hoes
You mention my name, get shot in the face
I'm fuckin' her good, I'm fuckin' her nasty
She wan' have my baby, I nut in her face
I really be havin' niggas be cappin'
Might spin and hit a grand it's up in two days
Them niggas be dissin', I don't know what to say
I'm up in the trenches, I thought it wasn't safe
I'm up in the trenches, I'm runnin' from Jakes
I'm up in the trenches, you know where I stay

I'm up in the streets, I'm rollin' too deep
It's just me and Top, we searchin' for beats
I'm the reason he dead, got hit in the head
He was speakin' on me, now the pussy deceased
She givin' out head, I'm givin' out bread
They scary-ass brother ain't got more money than me
I know that he scared, he duckin' the bullets
He was runnin' from Ten, he thought that it was beat