"3 Plans" lyrics

(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)

I don't need no fake smiles, I don't need no new friends
If I had two, I'd take that Drac' and go and shoot again
These older niggas 'posed to be [?]
Niggas throwin' rocks out they hands, what type of shit is this?
Uh, nigga, your shoes clean, huh, you never stepped a shit
Got tired of sittin' 'round, me and cuh 'nem hit us a lick
Um, get fresh, don't take no pics, this for times I ain't had no fits
Stack money 'til this shit can't stack no more, since six, knew I'd be rich
He ain't gotta stick around, ayy [?] know I'm lit
Um, better know when I come around, gotta have a big stick
Chopper hold a hunnid rounds, my pistol takin', uh
I weigh two hunnid pounds, fuck I look like goin' for somethin'?
I don't need no fake smiles, I don't need no new friends
Whenever it's time, I let that Drac' go blam with two hands
You can catch me wherever the motion at, I get quick bands
Shit don't work, I'm still in rap, I got three plans (I got three plans)

Yeah, always we the same
You just like me, we all had them bad days
When the rain come, nigga, the sun around the corner, you heard me?
Always light on the other end of the tunnel, my nigga
Yeah, always we the same
You just like me, we all had them bad days
When the rain come, nigga, the sun around the corner, you heard me?
Always light on the other end of the tunnel, my nigga
I got three plans