Other Styles P

[Verse 1: Styles P]
We be dippin' in Maseratis
Used to slingin' in pissy lobbies
I'm a D-Block nigga
If you violate mine, know niggas is gettin' bodied
And I probably go get the shotty
Dolo wearin' Polo, I probably be playin' shotty
I wanted juice, but I got a shooter
Video a nigga that swear that I'm not the truth
And say I never lied is a fuckin' lie
But who the fuck are you, who the fuck am I?
My mind is a prison and I'm stuck inside
Tuck a nine, fuck a dime
Get that money now, I don't know about another time
I only rhyme cause I love to rhyme
I work hard and yeah, me and the plug is fine
Could flood any 'hood with a ton of dimes
But I show my son my other side
Tell my daughter how it goes when a mother rise
On some other shit
Love a rubber grip, a key flip, Moët on a yacht, never sea-sick
Then get back home, you can see sick
You ain't got to look at the toilet to see shit
Got a gun I call havin' to take a mean piss
I let it go cause they said I wouldn't be shit