4Matic

Verse: Fucc what niggas saying I got Jesse Owens heroes, I'm outside pockets ain't never on zero, I run a 4.59 bitch I kick doors, I use to work a 9 to 5 but it was moving too slow, I need like 5 a day or ima catch a attitude, these niggas hating on my hustle, show yo gratitude and I know you like the way I elevate, you looking at my latitude, but when you was up nigga I ain't neva get mad at you, I was waiting on the scab to peel, fucc putting on a bandaid, I guess I'm up now and niggas feeling like they in last place, Nipsey told em run a marathon, these niggas still tryna run a race, I guess these niggas just don't know how to fuccin pace, I guess these niggas hating on me because on these beats I skate, I told that bitch steak and lobster regular and now she stuck with Hardee's nigga

Chorus: c Benz a trophy around the city, you should get you one, nobody care about no chains boy youse a dumb bum, I ain't never had shit I had to run it up for fun fun, I used to dream about it but I can wake up and go and get me one but I don't want that Benz unless it's 4matic, these niggas always yappin out they mouth but don't want no static and bitch I'm always outside cause I'm that craccin

Verse: I don't get jealous, I just run me up some bands hoe, used to get a lil bit, I get a lot more, she use to lick the tip but now she full deep throat, but if she coming empty handed she can hit the door, I don't know what you heard but I like them bitches that's gone trick something, she said she like that way I hustle she gone spend something, I make Western cve music hit a switch or something, these niggas heard I'm getting now you see me cousin, but every time I come around the block you mean mugging, miss me with them fake hugs, they don't mean nothing, they see I'm solo troopin but niggas always talking about how we thuggin, all these niggas ever do is act call em mclovin