Rise up out the Shadow

I GOT ASH ON MY COLLAR SHIRT
BUT WHERE THE STASH AT
HOT DROP SMELL LIKE PURP
BUT WHERE THE GAS AT
MAIN JOB FLIPPING WORK
BUT WHERE THE BAGS AT
SIT SLY SIPPIN SYRUP
BUT WHERE THE YAMS AT
PULLING UP WITH THAT IRON PASSENGER SIDE
WHEN I DIP AND SLIDE
REALLY I DONT KNOW WHY THEY SWITCH SIDES
AND I STAY IN MINE
PUTTING IT PASSED ON E
GOT ENOUGH BANDS ON ME ALL GONE EAT
YALL JUST WANNA BELIEVE
YALL JUST WANNA BE SEEN ALL GONE GRIEVE
I NEED MINE WAY BEFORE YOUR TURN
WHERE THE CASH AT
DRIP DRY ALWAYS SURF
WHERE THE SWAG AT
NO LIE THOUGHT YOU LEARNED
WHERE THE CLASS AT
FOUR XANS NO RETURN
WHERE THE FLATS AT
RUNNING UP WITH THAT FIRE TAKE MY TIME
THEN I END YOUR LIFE
REALLY IT AINT A CRIME GET WHATS MINE
TILL YOU RECOGNIZE
BRINGING IT BACK ON G
GOTTA ENOUGH BAGS ON ME ALL GONE FEAST
YALL DONT WANNA COMPETE
YALL DONT WANNA BE BEAT ALL GONE SEE