The feds stay lurkin, the hood keep snitchin
Bitches stay disloyal, your bloodline keep flippin
Your dogs ain't solid, they fold under pressure
Whole circle full of snakes, straight treason in they veins
Everybody talkin, but nobody ridin
And this right here the takeover
This right here the takeover, oh

Smooth as I wanna move, built to be a trapper, finna stack it till I'm history
Gonna keep droppin this flame for the real ones, stay posted in these trenches, no fear in me
Bet I'ma harvest every win, dominate the game while I'm still breathin
Gonna keep poundin this block talk in your head
Gonna flood every corner, every hood this year
My shit bangin in every whip, every block this year
Call me gb, y'all can keep the old kings, I'm the young heir to the throne, the sequel
I'm a boss to every boss, to a chick I'm a mack in the foreign, hundred bands on my neck
And on the concrete I'm a cash man
I chase it with the wolves, get paid like a whole army movin in silence
Full throttle in my other hand

The feds stay lurkin, the hood keep snitchin
Bitches stay disloyal, your bloodline keep flippin
Your dogs ain't solid, they fold under pressure
Whole circle full of snakes, straight treason in they veins
Everybody talkin, but nobody ridin
And this right here the takeover
This right here the takeover, oh

Now all these hoes got me walkin with my pole in my palm
And these clowns got me movin with that iron on my waist
But this my turf so fuck boy don't slip, 'cause these tools never stick and I never fuckin miss
They sayin I'm that dude like I don't take a piss
But don't get twisted, I'll smoke a soft dawg, word up!
I don't fuck with lames I don't trust, only chase bands and narcotics, my dawg
Leave your broads, leave your cash and your work
How many more you really want, bro?
I ain't never been no talker
Ask your pastor 'bout me, I'm the young devil in the flesh
Point the pump at your chest and let it bang, boy
Straight mess for a soft ass dude

The feds stay lurkin, the hood keep snitchin
Bitches stay disloyal, your bloodline keep flippin
Your dogs ain't solid, they fold under pressure
Whole circle full of snakes, straight treason in they veins
Everybody talkin, but nobody ridin
And this right here the takeover
This right here the takeover, oh