Soul Keeper Young Nudy

[Intro]
You fuck niggas better stand the fuck up for your motherfuckin' zone, you bitch
You ain't stand up for what you doin', then nigga, what the fuck you doin' it for, fuck nigga?
Fuck wrong with you, nigga?
And you gotta feed your family regardless, fuck nigga
You know me, huh? (COUPE)
Y'all niggas be talkin' too much, I don't do that
You know what's up with me, nigga, yeah
EA them, haha, slime, SB, yeah, PDE

[Verse 1]
Run like a track meet, I chase you down, bitch nigga
How do I feel? Like hittin' a stick, I might just kill a nigga (Yeah)
Kill him and his partner evidence, you know I spin, nigga (Yeah)
Get rid of rich niggas, yeah, I take shit, nigga (Uh-huh)
Never been a hater, I make money, I'm a motivator
Fuckin' all these bitches 'cause they fuck with me 'cause I got paper
And exotic in my body, smokin' on Miyagi (Ooh)
And I'm choppin' up this brick likе I do karate (Do karate)
I might trick a country boy and sell him clеan, nigga, I got it (Nigga, I got it)
So much baking soda in that shit, you know I love the profit (Yeah, yeah)
And I like to stack up all this shit and add it up, I got it (Yeah, I got it)
Two months, bitch, I just made 'bout five hundred thousand (Five hundred thousand)
That's just off features, bitch, now don't think we is equal (We not equal)

[Chorus]
I just made 'bout one-fifty off of reefer (Yeah)
And I smoke it, I'm a chiefer (Yeah)
And I put my army on a lick, gotta feed my people (Yeah, yeah)
When it come to that money, you know I am evil (Uh-huh)
Stick talk, the grim reaper (Stick talk)
Sweep you off your feet, I like that street sweeper (Street sweeper)
In your dreams with MAC-90s, jeepers creepers (Uh-huh)
Smoke your ass just like this reefer (Smoke you)
9-1-1, he tryna call them people, popped at all his people
Showed that motherfucker we not beefin', you know how we eatin' (How we eatin')
I don't like to beef with pussy niggas if I ain't got no reason (Got no reason)