Intro (The Setting)

Mob six yeah the big militia
Street nigga with intelligence and charisma
That's why I'm ahead of niggas
Bitch wiggin thought I was tripping cuz
She told me that she fucked another nigga
No toxic shit so I blocked the bitch
Jumped head first and such 6 figures
Streets had taught me
Bro when you leave your apartment
Be safe and proceed with some caution
Niggas be leaving and falling like autumn
It's often I'm strapped up like Marvin the Martian
I know we in season
So imma up it and squeeze it
No reason to become a Target
No illustration just demonstration
Fuck with a nigga bet I draw like an artist
All this green I should've been a farmer
With a hundred bowls I'm finna crop
Got a AR in a push start that's a Autobot in a Autobot
I remember being candy painted on 26s we was hoggin and blocks
I did damage in that red Camry missing hubcap
But still hoes would bop
Nah I ain't playing
I had to make me a difference I really came up from a rag
Younger than ten I was willing to crash
That's when I hit my first lick with lil bad
Seen a nigga with pizza
I started creeping to sneak him
And slid him and took what he had
Stomach on e it was touching my back
I knew back then I wasn't going out sad
This nigga had hit me and asked for a front
I'm guessing he thinking he ghosted in fully
Flexing with cash like you was going to pay back
You said it while knowing you wouldn't
Walk around like a big dog
Like you ran down and did something to me
I put on a hoodie then I went looking look pussy
I ran in your shit and I took it
nigga good looking
Imma be out here mobbing
Really want to you can find me
Just hit my line
I'll gone send where I'm at
pussy ass niggaI ain't hiding
I ain't going to lie
Even when the streets are in dry
I was plugged in like a IV
Get the drop on the op
spin a block put a block on his head
And I ain't talking consignment Plex nigga