Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2

Bitch, uh Killa, uh Dipset bitch
The union (uh huh) Harlem, killa
(Leave me alone, I just like to live my life)
Part two

I be like move, get out the way
'Cause I move bricks, get out the yah
And it's two clips, I get out the play (man)
For a few chips, I get out n' spray (bla-kow)
It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps (pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours attempts
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun
I'm grand theft auto, rackets here, larceny, conspiracy
Murder one, electric chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I might splurger one

Now I know a lotta styles, some see
But listen, stop it child it's a done D
I come to ya block, stop and style it's that one V
Gators straight from Crocodile Dundee
No rubber sold, hardwood bastard
Fitted, legitted, +hardwood classic+
Killa, uh (leave me alone I just like to live my life)
Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada
The dudes with the Qs be proper

Uzi pop, you news and choppers
It's truly lava, who knew we prosper
The game's a bitch, who we gotta
The shoes, Louie products, groupie blah blah
Santana, Zeek the Koofie popper
We the movie shotta
But it's really rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, excuse me shoppa
I wish my homie could watch me
Live happy days like tony and chachi

I stay lonely and cocky (dice)
Rollin' and rollin' 'em
Cars, the repo are towin' 'em
Acts black, we totally total 'em
Even blood, he totally totaled it
Plus his life, he totally totaled it
But any girl I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, coke and the dope in 'em

Killa, talkin' tough? (yo), smokin' dust (whoa)
Fuck with us? (no no no)
Get ya head bust, get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
He talkin' fly (yo), I wonder why (whoa)
Fuck with us? (no! no! no!)
Get ya head bust, get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Killa, yo uh
(Leave me alone, I just like to live my life)
I spend days on Kawasakis, nights with Lewinskies
But I'm the like the ice man, Michael Kiplenski
I style on new york, power my fort
Dips, consorted by the sun, ? york
Doggie,'cause I push weight, plus I push tapes
God damn I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm meano with the carter
I'm more like the plant in little shop of horrors

But I don't say feed me Seymour
I say feed me dame, feed me Leeyor (billions)
Epic, they used to feed me detours (pfft)
Rocafella, they feed me see-4
The way I blow up, the versus Gizz 4, you Gs'm Gs-4
You in a Lexus, I'm gon' stream forward
Up in the sky on the gulf stream tour
You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war
Lay ya ass down on god's green floor
We playin' golf in the gulf of New Mexico

The cost to be the boss, you gotta respect it, ho
My gas game you gotta respect it tho
I swear to god you think I'm workin' for Texaco
And ya section know when any day techs could blow
Hit 'em from head to toe, when I come deck ya hoe
Killa, Dipset bitch