Calling My Spirit

I put my heart in my lyrics
 I gave it all I could give
 I made it hot at the crib
 I kept that fire at the crib
 Where you gon' go when you dip?
 How I'ma know who for real?
 I pour a four in a fifth
 You already know what it is
 I keep a pole in the whip
 'Cause a lot of these niggas out here envy me
 It ain't no ho in the clique
 None of my dawgs got fuckboy tendencies
 I don't even show no sympathy
 Sipping on Hennessy, it got me bending sideways
 Everything on me dripping, you niggas can't ride the wave
 Nigga run around with the juice, nigga come spill your drank
 I done earn my stripes now I'm tryna go get me some real rank
 Reading through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision
 Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz
 It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention
 Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it
 I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious
 And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits
 I put my Hublot on rocks
 I put Moscato on rocks
 Where I'm from we don't say opp
 Shoot at an OV, shoot at a cop
 Shoot at the police, shoot at your top
 I made a million off socks
 Free all my niggas who stuck in a box
 Locked up and watching the clock
 Locked up, they fighting with locks
 Locked up, they swinging they knifes
 I can't be living this life
 No more Bacardi, alright
 I don't want Cardi so I'ma pour Henny on ice
 My vision is vivid, told you I'm really a menace
 I'll show you I'm destined to get it
 I be outside with the glizzy
 Toting that fire, I be tripping
 I just might die how I'm living
 Ain't tell nobody, but I'm tripping
 Niggas ain't catching me slipping, ayy, yeah
 I make you laugh when you with me
 Know that my swag is terrific (Glee, glee)
 Ain't seen my dad in a minute
 But I can't be mad, I got millions
 I just pulled up in a lemon
 Thugging, so fuck your opinion
 I'm thuggin', so fuck how you feeling
 I'm calling my spirit
 Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision
 Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz
 It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention
 Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it
 I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious
 And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits