Shot Callers

I always wanted to be a boss I always wanted to be a shot caller Back when Lil' Troy was going back to balling I plotted getting me a biashara Bila Shaka now I got it popping Man I come far from the dungeons I got a full stomach still I feel the hunger Da man bout to shut down the buffet Big homie told me the golden rules He with the gold makes all the rules Don't make assumptions you'll make all of us fools On the stand make an honorable move My first impression was impressive Now I'm fucking shit up with my second I stood my ground when niggas tried to finesse me Got me fucking shit up for protection (Somebody bless me) They always told me that the top comes with a lotta stressing So I'm topping up on this sess Popping up at random gotta leave em guessing I barely read my SMS's I barely got time this semester I'm rising I'm shining I'm grinding I'm getting it danm I ain't seen mom in a minute (I ain't seen mom in a minute) Been a while since I been in my city (Been a while since I been in my city) One time for the G'z in my city (One time for the G'z in my city) Two times for the hustler's calling the shots And the niggas there from the beginning All I wanted was to hit a lick It started off innocent Then a young nigga got into shit Took the dirt off my shoulders got rid of it Now I'm bout my hustle bringing business in Playing Fifa how I'm finessing Global hood pass membership Cops come I don't remember shit I mediate and then I get to the Buddha (Shot callers on the phone with the moo la) Picked up a package know what to do wit it (Shot callers on the phone wit the movers) Hit up ya niggas go make it happen (Shot callers on the phone wit the jugglers) When shit is cracking niggas get to clapping (Better a shot caller on the phone with the shooter) All my forefathers were shot callers Mama said I'm next in order I hit the booth let em press record Lay some shit down you can't ignore Then I'm out the door If you ain't down whatchu standing for Boy you niggas ain't got no heart I don't even know where to start Tryna be the man you don't know the art I don't even know when I started I remember old heads told me Grab fate by the waist pull it towards me You ain't gotta chase it pull it to ya niggas Tryna hold you back pull em forward Now I'm on it it's 7am in the morning I ain't even yawned yet Some niggas been at it for the longest I'm like how the fuck you ain't on yet I remember my nigga hit me wit a pack I was like fuck I'm gon do wit all that But I did it still made it happen I'm getting Still ain't seen mom in a minute (Ain't seen mom in a minute) Been a while since I been in my city (Been a while since I been in my city) One time for the G'z in my city (One time for the G'z in my city) Two times for the hustler's calling the shots And the niggas there from the beginning All I wanted was to hit a lick It started off innocent Then a young nigga got into shit Took the dirt off my shoulders got rid of it Now I'm bout my hustle bringing business in Playing Fifa how I'm finessing Global hood pass membership Cops come I don't remember shit I mediate and then I get to the Buddha (Shot callers on the phone with the moo la) Picked up a package know what to do wit it (Shot callers on the phone wit the movers) Hit up ya niggas go make it happen (Shot callers on the phone wit the jugglers) When shit is cracking niggas get to clapping (Better a shot caller on the phone with the shooter) Picked up a package know what to do with it Hit up ya niggas go make it happen When shit is cracking niggas get to clapping better a shot caller For my shot caller