Get 'Em

I'm C10 AFA gold stripe
Kinda shit you hang onto in life like good advice
And my vice is in my music and through it I vent
My anger and fear and the love for the shit I represent
I'm a self employed and certifiable freak
With the money to hit the studio and stay the whole week
I'm sick, and can't no prescribed medication, correct
So fuck it, I accept it, I'm demented, it's insane

But I know instead of flowers growing
I continue to smoke every last one that's cut and rolled
I'm too old for this shit? But man I'm just a pup
Fresh out my daddy's nuts, now that's what's up
On point like pencils, sharpen my skills and my mentals
So I can dominate the instrumental
I'm monumental, iconic, and statuesque
With you other silly bitches Silly Putty at best, come on!

I'm glidin', I'm wildin', ridin', floatin', coastin', I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get 'em and get 'em, I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em (baby keep on, baby keep on)
I'm glidin', I'm wildin', ridin', floatin', coastin', I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get 'em and get 'em, I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em (baby keep on, baby keep on)

I comin' up from underground from beneath the pavement
Took a mighty long time to have a comma on my bank statement
Do you love it? Do you taste it?
Do you have what it takes to make it?
You damn right, but I ain't got that yet
I've been preoccupied with the positive checks
Money over bitches are first before fame
Rules number 1 and 2, other game you play

In a circle, land divide
Depending on where you standin', you could ride or die
If you die, you're probably better off than going off against the offense
And being buried alive in a coffin
We doin' mutual things to enemies
Who continue to just beef instead of letting things be
Dawg, my whole catalog is dusty like antiques
We still move a G a week, whether or not you like me

I'm glidin', I'm wildin', ridin', floatin', coastin', I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get 'em and get 'em, I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em (baby keep on, baby keep on)
I'm glidin', I'm wildin', ridin', floatin', coastin', I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get 'em and get 'em, I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em (baby keep on, baby keep on)

Could it be the way that I am that makes me immune to all the bullshit
That makes up the way we live every day
That makes up the way so many die to get paid
Which is reason so many quick to hate on this shit
Greedy, they want the pie, nobody havin' a piece of it
Others are quick to pop off at the jaws
With little to no cause except for menopause

If you envious, run with it, I got somethin' you want?
Then come get it, I promise it won't be easy to take
Whatever it is you want that I possess
My money, my game, my fame, my whips, my necklace
My ass kiss to corporate business
Hopin' somebody will spin this and add me to they playlist
I'm sick bitch, you don't want your kids hearin' me
If I'm their role model, what would they grow up to be?

I'm glidin', I'm wildin', ridin', floatin', coastin', I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get 'em and get 'em, I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em (baby keep on, baby keep on)
I'm glidin', I'm wildin', ridin', floatin', coastin', I'm 'bout to catch 'em
Get 'em and get 'em, I'm 'bout to get 'em and get 'em (baby keep on, baby keep on)