Take One For The Team - Planet Asia, Stylz, Blaqthoven

Yeah la la la la, la lah

Dream, dream

Every man must dream

So while I’m here I’m a take one for the team

They clear pulled about 16

Shots from the real niggas, don’t pump no fear

I’m about the Renaissance

5 Gs a night

Peeps having champagne and the butler

Blackwoods and kush, trying to write something

Ill scenery is inspiring

City lights shining so bright

Imagination runs through my diary

My foes fell for the lack of acquaintance

My product is priceless

Art symbolising one behind the paintings

Front on the God, now what the fuck you thinking?

Shots from the rear, that’s if you think you pumping fear

Fucking with street kids

Better be cool or you can see the fire from the pipe

Like a smoker in the night puffing C-Rools *crack*

I’m nice with the hands to clap traps

Go ahead and fuck around and see if I’m backpack

Get your ass clapped for gash racks

And that’s that, stabbed in the clear

Because fear don’t live here, it’s been evicted

Just because I’m looking good and driving nice wheels

You got a gang of hating niggas trying to ice grill

So fuck how you feel

Yeah

That’s why I, I wear shit they don’t sell

Cash cheques they don’t mail

Balances, no limits, car black as hell

I got more acres than the pasture, man

Boy, I drive to my mamma house on my own land

Twerking hustles they don’t comprehend yet

I flip a hundred thousand after tax, lean debt, clean cut

These ones so white for real

Cats probably lick my kicks

Thinking I’m standing in two bowls of milk

Getting more ass than toilets do

Because I’m the shit like your bowel move

And you a wild dude

My money old like good wine and cheese

I’m spending twenty Gs from 2003

Put me on any track and niggas say it’s hot

I bet I spit crack like a loogie to base rock

I’m proud of the outcome

My first release and I’ve been have enough money

To not drop an album

I ain’t steady, yo

Everything specially business

Running all up in the city

Run and try to get that money

All the playing we did is over

Got me taking one for the team

Cross to stabalise and get that cream

Some of y’all know the hell I mean

16 shots and make out a lean

First of all, ain’t no touching the gang

Because y’all niggas can’t fuck with the slang

Know what I’m saying

This is G.C.M.

millitary

That M-16 ammunition, my nigga

Revolution is pump your fist

And we gonna run up in the White House and dump some clips

It’s like this

I’m back on that medallion shit

So go rally your cliques

And tell them that we back at it again

Yeah