Poetic Justice

(DJ Swift on the track)

(He got seventeen in his nina)

Mook got the keys jumping

Youngin on the corner with seventeen in his nina

Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn't have showed her I need her

Guess the picture they painted for me ain't nothing like Mona Lisa

Inhalin' smoke from out the MAC, back to back, we blowin' reefer

Same hoes these nigas lovin', I'm fvckin', they think they keepers

Whoever thought the minister sell out a whole arena?

I'm 'bout my racks like tennis, got a b*tch look like Serena

Don't matter what your mama tell you, just know I love you, Selena

Where I'm from, you gotta told one 'cause it's lethal

My father told me back in '01, it was Dickies and beepers

I'm sneaking Perkies on the plane even though it's illegal

I know that they don't feel my pain even though they my people

I tried to tell the game to him, I guess he didn't believe it

I swear to God I fvck with Shawty 'cause she keep me a secret

Spin on they block, empty out clips for my lil' niga, I'll beat 'em

Shout out them OGs, keep it real, pass out more work than a teacher

Watch how that money make him change, he left his team on the bleachers

This Crip sh*t running in my veins like I got poked with a needle

Them hitters come and kick your door, they got recruited by FIFA

My heart colder than last December, put my hope in this heater

Told Joe let's take a trip to Cali just to see what bag's cheaper

My youngin posted in the alley in all black jeepers, creepers

Shout out to my lil' white b*tch Alex, I get the coke from her people

Got a lil' gutter b*tch named Lisa, she gon' suck the whole team up

And I remember all them Aston Martin dreams, not a Bimmer

She a keeper, but I'm for damn sure gon' leave her

I'm so sick, double cup, you know I'm lemon tea'd up

For a brick, dope boys in the hood don't swipe no Visa

Violence, I condone it, I just hope that you don't freeze up

I come from the corner where you wanna keep the heat tucked

Mike Amiri denim jeans, you know 'bout sixty G's stuffed

Shout out the plug, blue Black Amigo, yeah, we love the re-up

Youngin on the corner with seventeen in his nina

Drunken love from a Corona, I shouldn't have showed her I need her

Guess the picture they painted for me ain't nothing like Mona Lisa

Inhalin' smoke from out the MAC, back to back, we blowin' reefer

Same hoes these nigas lovin', I'm fvckin', they think they keepers

Whoever thought the minister sell out a whole arena?

I'm 'bout my racks like tennis, got a b*tch look like Serena

Don't matter what your mama tell you, just know I love you, Selena

Where I'm from, you gotta told one 'cause it's lethal

My father told me back in '01, it was Dickies and beepers

I'm sneaking Perkies on the plane even though it's illegal

I know that they don't feel my pain even though they my people

I tried to tell the game to him, I guess he didn't believe it

I swear to God I fvck with Shawty 'cause she keep me a secret

Spin on they block, empty out clips for my lil' niga, I'll beat 'em

Shout out them OGs, keep it real, pass out more work than a teacher

Watch how that money make him change, he left his team on the bleachers

This Crip sh*t running in my veins like I got poked with a needle

Them hitters come and kick your door, they got recruited by FIFA

My heart colder than last December, put my hope in this heater