Ours ft. Swats

I'm a made man like the mafia, Godfather ain't no stopping us, no

King shit, why you talking to me

Outside, posted right on the street

This heat, man it's nothing to me

Talk shit, I don't bluff on a beat

Man of my word so I'm doing the deed

Work hard, so I sweat and I bleed

Got your girl right on her knees

I got her doing some things, I got her acting a fool

Don't hit me up when I'm not in the mood

I've been a boss I got nothing to prove

I got 'em thinking what I'm about to do, oh, oh, oh