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 bitch nigga 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 out the six
A whole lotta lean, my nutrition
They should've told you I had the drank on me
They should've told you I brought the bank with me
They should've told you I keep that molly on me
They should've told you I got that stick with me
You the one who duckin' from a drive by
My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes
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, got '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 lil' ho, I let young hit it
I play the games of the thrones with you
I can't change, I was God-given
Tryna make me a pop star and they made a monster
I'm posted with my niggas, lettin' the champagne flow
A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy
A product of the roaches in them 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 was just a trap nigga
I'm in the white house shootin' crap niggas
I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it
This remind me when I had nightmares
These bitches wanna be here, they be right here
They should've told you I 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 that I was cloned
Because I was ambitious, now I'm on
Five in the mornin', on the corner rollin' stones
I just work the 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 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
You the one who duckin' from a drive by
My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes
