Smoke DZA - Fish Tank lyrics

Family with gangsters
Broke bread with the lifers
Fuck talking bout weed
Instead I'm just getting higher
Kicking up on the road
Seeing more cream than Breyers
I don't live with my mommy
In my crib I'm the provider
Put work in the hood
When they was starving out there
So you know if there's issues
I make that ass disappear
Fifth talk, big gut, rap treating me well
Told them meet me at the trap house
Like my Plaza hotel buy a pack or get a job
Roll with the king or get
Embarrassed front' your broad you heard me
Don't make me put you niggas in a scope
(Interscope) no Iovine, go 'head think this
Shit is a joke, then try me

One, put you in a scope
Two, clack, then the smoke
Put you, put you in a scope
Two, clack, then the smoke
One, put you in a scope
Clack, clack, then the smoke
Three, scoop you up and put
Your body in an envelope

Shotty got a body on it, anybody want it
Seen the toughest cats get backed
Down on and run in
Keep it one hundred, you know I love my money
I love my money
Gotta keep them dollars coming
Like them fiends on the track
War up in my hood, with them teens like Iraq
They don't strap, just
Bitch nigga, don't get robbed
Nothing goes down unless the
Kushed God is involved you heard me