I Serve the Base

I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You would fuck a rich nigga for the fame, won't you? You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you? Like an old school, I re-did the frame on you I got my old shooters with me and they land on you Word to them niggas out the six A whole lotta lean my nutrition They should've told ya I had the drank on me They should've told ya I brung a bank with me They should've told ya I keep that molly on me They should've told ya I got that stick with me You the one who duckin' from a drive-by My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I keep a shooter with me like Malone I fucked around and did it on my own Come and fuck with me, baby, I'm a franchise Molly and them Xans got me aggravated Them hundreds and them fifties, got 'em separated Put them hundreds with them hundreds, yeah, we segregated They tried to take the soul out me They tried to take my confidence and they know I'm cocky Fuck another interview, I'm done with it I don't give a fuck about lil' ho, I let young hit it I play the games of the thrones with you I can't change, I was God-given Tried to make me a pop star and they made a monster I'm posted with my niggas lettin' the champagne flow A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy A product of the roaches in them ashtrays I inhale the love on a bad day Baptized inside purple Actavis They should've told you I was on a pill They should've told you I was on a Lear I served cocaine in some Reeboks I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base They should've told you I was just a trap, nigga I'm in the white house shootin' craps niggas I gave up on my conscience, gotta live with it This remind me when I had nightmares These bitches wanna be here, they'll be right here They should've told you I was just a trap, nigga They should've told you I was gon' lap niggas They should've told you I was overseas Say his last words, he can't breathe They sent the ghetto bird out to peep me They finally did admit that I was cloned Because I was ambitious, now I'm on Five in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stones I just brought the money, I'll count it on my own Fuck They should've told you I was on a pill They should've told you I was on a Lear I served cocaine in some Reeboks I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You the one who duckin' from a drive-by My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes