Back 2 Guddaville Intro - Gudda Gudda

I’m always up, man, I’m hardly ever sleeping

Because I’m living now all the things I ever dreamed about

They’re sleeping on me like a mattress

So I stripe 'em like matches, let 'em burn like ashes

I define fire, verses I spit getting me all that I desire

If purple my cup, purple my dodge, getting me higher

The game changes, I still remain dog

Wear chop tees in the hip hop, same color

Wayne, nigga, why do worry about the next man?

Cause while you’re writing these records I’m writing a check, man

So all you pussies jump off my dick

Before I pull that Glock40 and come off that click

No movies, it’s all action, yeah, I talk that shit

But where I’m from, when you talk you gotta walk that shit

What you know about lighting the stove, the water boiling up

Dropping world cold with the soda cooking the boarder up

Ain’t nothing changed but the date

I’m sorry for the waiting, but I had to strategize for the ways

I’m in the circles around niggas, I got the feel it was dinner time

Then part two and I was almost at the finish line

I took a break, now I’m back, Guddaville 3

I could cut your hands off, I bet you still feel me

Still hear back in the days and the Squad mixtape,

Just a light smart and shop on my mixtape

I’m way harder than y’all rappers, all actors

Gone store, popping like five crackers, that’s y’all asses

Hold passes, I ain’t miss you enough

Cause these principles we’re living by, I’m kicking you out

Guddaville 3, I bet these motherfuckers feel me

Gotta feel good, I bet these motherfuckers feel me