Periodic Table

Where's the love for the underdog
Man they treat me like they wanna f**k
Ain't the favorite on your undercard
The livest nigga under God

So don't make me get the gun involved
Catch a charge and run to Baltimore

I hustle more than that nigga in the corner store
Cornerstone
I'ma be the nigga that they calling for
Soaring of
Like that nigga Mike in his Jordan 4's
When I'm coming down only time I'm falling off
Get a calling card lil nigga saw a broad f**king talk
I'ma be a statement for that global Forbes
This that magic shit like Dumbledore
This that lavish shit y'all tumble for

Niggas want it but I want it more
Make a band off a couple cups man I'm hot
I got the sun involved
I don't want it man I want it all
These my feelings in a couple bars
Sun shining like a f**king star
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
Them every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys

You know you done f**ked up right
You f**k around and lick a shot boy
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
You can smell a nigga with money huh
You f**k around and lick a shot boy
I'm from the city where the skinny niggas ride
Big semi on they side
Real life making fifty out of five
Puffing sticky sipping Henny will I drive
Its how real niggas die but I feel so alive
My eye up on the prize
You always gotta strive
Take your piece of devil pie
Now my level rising high
See a ribbon in the skyline
F**k the other side
See my shots is ill advised tell 'em niggas get inside
It's dark outside it's nuts outside

Sharp niggas leave you pumped outside
Parallel to your ride damn I'm blessed just to see 25
But I'm stressed see the heat in my eyes
Keep the heat on my side 'cause this Tec probably keep me alive
I ain't high I'm just peeping the vibe
Just beef in the Trap f**k that and I ain't keeping it back
Real rap this is deeper than rap yeah
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
Them every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys

You know you done f**ked up right
You f**k around and lick a shot boy
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
You can smell a nigga with money huh
You f**k around and lick a shot boy