Intel

Guns in the attic, money in the mattress Vacuum-sealed the plastic, stashed it at a different address, uh I'm from the block with the boarded up houses Smokin' on the purple, bitch, shirts versus blouses I got a doctor's note, man, this weed is medicinal Drive slow, stay quiet, get low, uh They watchin' my moves and countin' my pockets I'm flyer than Superman comics, bitch All across Metropolis Gettin' tailed from city to city, and state to state Plottin' my escape, just grindin' tryna stay out the way They think they on to somethin', but I'm hood certified and trained Yeah, your clothes plain but I see that X on your license plate You ain't from Seven Mile, I can tell by the handshake No instruments, but I like the sounds that the bands make We shoot dice, play tunk, and slap spades My hand over my mouth while I'm talkin', I'm callin' plays I operate a different way, the one that got away I-I-I operate a different way, the- I operate a-, I operate- I operate a different way, the one that got away Peep some dudes across the street lookin' at me with the scrunched face So I bust a UIE hoodie, Timb's and a dewey Went to chill at my homie crib, we playin' Call of Duty Smokin' and drinkin', but somethin' didn't feel right A split-second decision could cost you your whole life I played it cool, I knew exactly what it was Just left shorty crib, I be pillow talkin' too much Can't be trustin' 'em, I think she tryna set me up Switch whips, just a little back and forth, you know, a to and from Get from point A to point B, be discreet They in close proximity, actin' like the paparazzi, uh They takin' pictures of me and my henchmen I see the fake pages, comments, and your mentions Shake down, I don't know, somethin' 'bout a murder "Do you know Payvics?" Sorry, sir, never heard of him The weather cool, but it's hot out here The weather cool, the weather cool, but it's hot out here The weather, the weather cool, but it's hot out here Just bagged up a bunch of grass, code name John Deere Think it's a game, but my dudes really blast toys And all of these blues look like a holographic Blastoise Hold up, what is that I see? Aw, shit, that's the police Boom! They told us, "Freeze" Busted down the door and slapped on the cuffs He had to be a rookie, them bitches was tight as fuck Don't know nothin', didn't see nothin', never heard nothin' They tapped on a wire that looked like a shirt button Just to meet a quota, them people will fuck you over I was blamin' shorty, turns out it wasn't her Let me tell you how the story's supposed to go You ever seen that car before? Seen that truck before? Seen that van before? Ran the fuck right out the door Keep your head on the swivel, you never know what you in for Rewind that (Listen to me) (I didn't think it mattered before) (But they've got someone feeding them inside information) (I need to know who it is) If my hand over my mouth while I'm talkin', I'm callin' plays If my hand over my mouth while I'm talkin', I'm callin' plays People takin' pictures, them people takin' pictures Them people takin' pictures, them people takin' pictures