Korner Hot - Sha Hef

Early in the morning, you yawning, I got the corner hot

Dropped a tape, and no I ain’t touring, I got the corner hot

Serving hand-to-hand out the foreign, I got the corner hot

We the only niggas that’s eating, I got the corner locked

Still trigger happy, rarest of garments, my hair nigga nappy

Fiends love me, soon as I re-up, they throw they figures at me

Midas touch, bitch I’m a goldmine, throw your figures at me

I’m just tryna kill every opp first 'fore these niggas catch me

I’m just tryna serve every junkie before these niggas snatch me

Rather shoot myself in the face before a nigga slap me

Niggas rapping, thinking it’s sweet, until the homies jack 'em

Tony Montana of rap, you niggas Toni Braxton

Double pump shotty’ll hit 'em and tear his back off

First of the month, I been fiending to get this pack off

Five for a show, until then I’ma get this crack off

Or in the projects letting Mac’s off, knockin' hats off

Take my hat off to no nigga, you not impressing me

All you sneak dissers is pussy for not addressing me

Keys open doors, crime pays, I know the recipe

Treat the drug game like Mya, it got the best of me

You ain’t even half of a faggot, you niggas less to me

Don’t care who she is, she look beautiful when she next to me

My niggas don’t play, they gon' shoot 'em, he disrespecting me

No security, just that .40, that’s what’s protecting me

All these pistols come with a beam bitch, we the glo gang

Feds run down on my niggas, we don’t say no names

I don’t wanna smoke with you niggas, I’m smoking propane

All my niggas straight out the mud, we selling cocaine

Early in the morning, you yawning, I got the corner hot

Dropped a tape, and no I ain’t touring, I got the corner hot

Serving hand-to-hand out the foreign, I got the corner hot

We the only niggas that’s eating, I got the corner locked

Drinking, I got drink in, I got drink in

Sipped out, I don’t drink beer, what you thinking

No dubs, only coloured money, that’s them Franklins

Plug threw me work, I ran off, shoulda thanked him

Hot mess, I’ma hot mess, niggas say I’m burnt

Nodding off, popped another perc, now it got me turnt

Hush passed, fresh up off his bitch, still got me hurt

Ain’t cry, was at his funeral, still sipping purp

Old heads tryna call the cops, we got the corner hot

They just tryna get it back, no, we got the corner locked

Take a pot and turn a smaller rock into a quarter block

Baking soda glass jar, mas' so the water locked

Clockwise, whip it clockwise, make sure your order locked

If you do it right enough times you could afford a drop

Plug can’t even get the work in, he got the border hot

Still posted with my niggas and we got the corner locked

Early in the morning, you yawning, I got the corner hot

Dropped a tape, and no I ain’t touring, I got the corner hot

Serving hand-to-hand out the foreign, I got the corner hot

We the only niggas that’s eating, I got the corner locked