A Ma$terpiece ft. FAUSTOE Lyrics

Ayo just pull up I got what you need

What you looking for I got the weed

Got the molly the, zanny, the oxy

The addy, the white girl and she's on her knees

What you mean, shit what you mean

You know where to look

I'm nice with the scale I stir fry the book

I'm nice with the sale you don't have to book

She stay in the kitchen I stay on my other shit

Y'all really ain't with me with gutter shit

Y'all talking too much on some other shit

I'm here for the cream on my butter shit

I'm milking this game on my utter shit

I still flip the brick on my cutter shit

I'm just cleaning up all the clutter shit

I stay on the green on my putter shit

Fuck wit me

Ain't no one got time for no sleep in here

I need me a milli at least in here

I'm blessing the fiends I'm a priest in here

That must be the reason I'm still in here

I'm here for the money I don't give a fuck

I'm big on the block I'm not getting touched

I'm big all around she says it's too much

Eighths, halves, O's, breaking P's

The reason I keep counting every season

Please don't interrupt me when I'm speaking

Leeches try to reach but they can't see us

Leave it up to me we'll have em leaking

Like a broken faucet, Drop the nonsense

You don't rap what you live

A lot of cats fakin' the funk I can smell it

All those plays that I dealt with

Putting pieces together, I welded

All those trips of Gold Caps I departed

Made me realize what's really important

But for now I'm cold-hearted

The streets don't love you back

Don't get me started

I ran around the track, You ain't even start it

I'm simplifying fracts, You lookin' retarded

You can call it "A Masterpiece"

Fine white china with the matching steez

Making money SevenWayz like I was Master P

Quit complaining about the game

That's how it gotta be

Always backing up my two cents

Think you're really making noise but its a nuisance

Who this? The Psychedelic Hooligan

Going at it once again

With the Gold Caps on my head

Mothafuckas, Yah