I Serve the Base

I serve the base, I serve the base
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 You would fuck a rich niggas for the fame, won't you?
 You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you?
 Like a old school, I re-did the frame on you
 I got my old shooters with me and they land on you
 Word to them niggas at the six
 A whole lotta lean, my nutrition
 They should've told ya I had the drank on me
 They should've told ya I brought the bank with me
 They should've told ya I keep that molly on me
 They should've told ya I got that stick with me
 You the one who duckin' from a drive by
 My niggas unemployed sellin' pot pies
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 I keep a shooter with me like Malone
 I fucked around and did it on my own
 Come and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchise
 Molly and them xans got me aggravated
 The hundreds and 'em fifties, get 'em separated
 Put them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregated
 They tryna take the soul out me
 They tryna take my confidence and they know I'm cocky
 Fuck another interview, I'm done with it
 I don't give a fuck about a ho, I let a young hit it
 I play the games of the thrones with you
 I can't change, I was God-given
 Tryna make a pop star and they made a monster
 I'm posted with my niggas, let the champagne flow
 A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy
 A product of them roach in 'em ashtrays
 I inhale the love on a bad day
 Baptized inside purple Actavis
 They should've told you I was on the pill
 They should've told you I was on the Lear
 I serve cocaine in some Reeboks
 I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga
 I'm in the white house shootin' crack niggas
 I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it
 This remind me when I had nightmares
 These bitches wanna be here, they'll be right here
 They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga
 They should've told you I was gon' lap niggas
 They should've told you I was overseas
 Say your last words, can't breathe
 They sent the ghetto bird out to peep me
 They finally did admit it, I was cloned
 Because I was ambitious, now I'm on
 Five in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stones
 I just work for money, I count it on my own, fuck
 They should've told you I was on the pill
 They should've told you I was on the Lear
 I serve cocaine and some Reebok
 I full of soo much chronic, need a detox
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 I serve the base, I serve the base
 You the one who duckin' from a drive by
 My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes