"S.N.L." lyrics

Sometimes I just think, is this a simulation?
Is this a fantasy? This is a dream

I'm stacking paper and it's ammunition
I got my leather vest and hammer, heard the camera clicking
Photogenic, I'm a menace for them flashing lights
I'm eating better for tomorrow, bitch it's appetite
We living life, we putting satellites in limousines
I'm on my Malcolm, got that rifle, that's by any means
You know that momma raised a soldier and I'm ready for it
I got my lingo from the corner each and every morning

At night I [?]
I see the world, I pay attention in these Carti lenses
It's fuck the world, I got a bone to pick, I'm going with it
I treat the package like some pussy and I hope a nigga
[?] showing out
I throw a baggie to my lawyer but they throw it out
I miss the [?] gotta pour it out
I'd rather split it with the family, I ain't holding out
(This is a dream)

I'm stacking paper and it's ammunition
I got my leather vest and hammer, heard the camera clicking
Photogenic, I'm a menace for them flashing lights
I'm eating better for tomorrow, bitch it's appetite
We living life, we putting satellites in limousines
I'm on my Malcolm, got that rifle, that's by any means
You know that momma raised a soldier and I'm ready for it
I got my lingo from the corner each and every morning

I got my finger on the trigger steady mobbin' with my nigga
Nigga [?] by my liver
Got the mental of a killer
I got a order like a dealer
Pouring out a little liquor
Fuck it up, I fuck it quicker
I throw this money for the strippers
You do it big, I do it bigger
Baking soda, [?]
We Uber eats, we take it out
I keep a semi in the couch
I got that water, here the drought
I be the illest in the bity, did it biggie and I'm out
Heading for the milly billy, had to take another route

I'm stacking paper and it's ammunition
I got my leather vest and hammer, heard the camera clicking
Photogenic, I'm a menace for them flashing lights
I'm eating better for tomorrow, bitch it's appetite
We living life, we putting satellites in limousines
I'm on my Malcolm, got that rifle, that's by any means
You know that momma raised a soldier and I'm ready for it
I got my lingo from the corner each and every morning

They can't fuck with this
They can't fuck with this
Can you see this shit right here?
Oh man, motherfucker, y'all got some some shit on y'all head, motherfucker
Y'all ain't ready motherfucker
Y'all think y'all ready
Y'all think... Oh hold on, I got a call
"Hello? Shut the fuck up."