UNCLE SAM Lyrics

Jump out with this stick in my hand

You bet not let nobody tell you who i am

Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam

I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam

I got beef with some niggas that come from the land

Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram

I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam

Jump out with this stick in my hand

You bet not let nobody tell you who i am

Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam

I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam

I got beef with some niggas that come from the land

Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram

I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam

They hate on me bad and i'm just screaming damn

Put that pole on a nigga head i'm screaming wham

And them shots from that arp gon make em scram

Block watching but they still think i'm ona gram

I been low key

I been keeping my peace

I'm still stuck in the streets

I been very discreet

I know lots of shit i can't ever repeat

I run this shit but they still thinking i'm weak

Yeah

Walking up with this stick in my hand

I'm gon hit i'm not needing my mans

From the dirt got my feet in the sand

I was broke they wasn't giving me grams

If you steal you not needing your hands

Try kill me then you needing to plan

Tell them come and get rid of me then

Watch his house just to see when he playing

Watch his mouth just to see what he saying

Bet that up you bleed in the end

Big ole glock it's a beam on the end

When that hollow tip hit his real life setting in

All that tough shit gon come to an end

And i keep it one thou niggas ain't even men

So it ain't no need to be friends

I been tryna save my life with a safe

Safe to say this shit ain't come with a cape

Blow the chopper yelling sweet like it's cake

Pay to play leave the address to the lake

Tell them cleaners come and sweep with a drac

Bitch i'm taking nina out like a date

I rock that prada shit just like it's bape

Bitch i'm hardbody i'm just like a ape

I'm in this big body it's just hitting eight

Codeine in my body i pour me a eight

You keep your body i just want your face

Feel like everybody been giving me hate

Feel like everybody been giving me fake

They know they gon die bet not make that mistake

I'm off a percocet five feeling great

Jump out with this stick in my hand

You bet not let nobody tell you who i am

Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam

I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam

I got beef with some niggas that come from the land

Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram

I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam

Jump out with this stick in my hand

You bet not let nobody tell you who i am

Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam

I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam

I got beef with some niggas that come from the land

Lowkey i gotta keep my riches off the gram

I been trying to hide them benjamin's from uncle sam