Drop 5

作词 : Christopher Lloyde

作曲 : Christopher Lloyd

Uh, keep talkin' that talk 'til we catch you out there and tint your lids

I put all my focus on a new way to bless the kids

There ain't enough accolades to cover the shit we did

A grown up had showed up me on the net, but I'm disinterested

When it comes to rated R shit, I'm doublin' back like Mr. Big

Worry about family ties 'cause my cousin'll smack you with the SIG

Stumbling backwards, split yo' wig, humbling bastards, fist the jig

I don't even know who the **** you are, let alone what your business is

Party stares and Cartier glares, ricochet shots and break spears

My sons are dissing me, mad as hell when the carseat takes theirs

I trump these niggas, eight tiers, apply the pressure, shake peers

Faced all my fears, seeing my nickname on the marquee, great years

Here's to the slower life, two to three kids, a home, a wife

Stabled in, if I roll the dice, grounded, growing this cultured heist

Living in danger most my life, could've just stopped, I chose my vice

Put in this work to make sure I'm buried in ice (Yo)

You crossed the line, my nigga, none of that shit will be forgiven

Take opinions wit' ya, don't ever question how we livin'

Owe it to the dead, and all of my niggas in the prison

This is infrared, right on the target, take it in lead

I need my kids to live fly, I'm not just tryna get by

You violate, meet your fate, me and this nine on my side

Nobody's hidin' whenever you come around, we outside

Let a nigga take one of ours, it's only right we drop five (Uh)

The name will always hold weight, I'll leave it to little Chris

You bitch, I'm killing this 'fore you diss me, do your due diligence

Industry playing experiments, damn I wish it was still a fan

Starter for twenty years, on the average day I'll outwill the bench

Call and you'll find the realest stench, I've been the shit

I'm still convinced, my penmanship dismember shit

I've been feeding this game since I entered it

Back, since you mentioned it, wondering where the tension went

Niggas ****ing up the draft class, magazine full of trash bags

Smoking and drinking 'til it made me ill, praying for God to take the wheel

My rhyme is exceptional, so my neighbors chill

Be cool, your honor, I'm moving commas, excuse your partner

A true provider, in blue Gabbana, the coupe's designer

My pools piranha, I lose the drama in Punta Cana

There's never a question on who's the rider, remove the timer

Life is a bitch, won't makes excuses out her, persevere

Piece of cake when your purpose clear

Second time I've been cursed this year

You crossed the line, my nigga, none of that shit will be forgiven

Take opinions wit' ya, don't ever question how we livin'

Owe it to the dead, and all of my niggas in the prison

This is infrared, right on the target, take it in lead

I need my kids to live fly, I'm not just tryna get by

You violate, meet your fate, me and this nine on my side

Nobody's hidin' whenever you come around, we outside

Let a nigga take one of ours, it's only right we drop five