"Bars" lyrics

(Ooowee!)

(Beats by Choc)

I just get better with age, better with time, it's all in your mind
Niggas be falling in love, falling in line and falling behind
Fuck all that crying, fuck them excuses. I get to the bag, I'm living elusive
I got a bitch that fuck with a bitch, we making a movie and I'ma produce it
Eazy-E with the hair drippin', I'm ruthless
Just show me where the booth is
I'ma show you who the truth is
In here spitting like I'm toothless
On they backs like Masseuses
For all the days that they fronted
Tears dropping when I chopped the onion
Now I got the pounds like I'm out in London
The trap jumping got them double dutching
Shut 'em down, call me Andre Drummond
My pack loud like somebody drummin'
Lowkey, but I'm up to something
You friend or foe?
I get the bread and go
She give me head, breakfast in bed, then it's back out there on the road
Stoney Point got me too high
Got my bitch sitting poolside
I've been in this shit a long time
I'm just praying for a smooth ride
'Cause lord knows it been turbulent
Streets calling, but I turn legit
Tatted the game, my name permanent
So it don't matter who's turn it is
I sold rock, no alternative
Didn't know what my purpose is
Had to let go of that nervousness
Now a young nigga flourishing
I plan to get it, I manifest it
Switching my flows, I'm ambidextrous
Why you wan' talk about dough when you know that your pockets is anorexic
Better go get it