I'm smobbing in my drop, I'm feelin' like Priest Super fly top down speeding down the streets Killas on the prowl and jacking is how They get paid,
young to remember Vietnam Is heroin better in a veteran's mind Than the memory of the dying laying in a line Is it the smell or the shadows heaving and
need a binge this year Took care of my paperwork Take the united taxi out to Vegas While the average RNB group is doing a promo concert Ignoring your phone calls from broke
down on thirty bricks, niggaz is with that Though, federados locked my man yo, hit lotto Three-hundred thousand dollars in the bottle, bitch math is how
bitch" I'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit Them pink belly niggas is who you run with Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick
MC's is lame, I try to be an MC with brains These niggaz is MC Brains Bein nice, rappers is far from bein nice I'm on the rooftop recordin, and niggaz is
don't need another shadow Makes makes, is gonna be the new man's motto Don't increase the bull, because my pulley is broken And my belly is full It's
Benz this year Took care of my paperwork, takin' United Taxi out to Vegas While the average R and B group is doin' a promo concert Ignorin' your phone calls from broke
care of my paperwork Take the united taxi out to vegas While the average r'n'b group is doing a promo concert Ignoring your phone calls from broke labels
done So how the fuck you gon win lil nigga when I already won (Fabolous) Ayo money is the root of evil I thought But when I?m broke is when I usually
This is gutter bravado This is our punk rock I'm starting from scratch and there is no pretense This is romance This is called love for the workers in song
faggot ass MCs now interpretations is good That's how I'm living that's my understanding unchanged Or deranged by the city no matter how strange My gauge is
You're on the wrong turf, one of my songs worth two mil', eh-yo, red pill, blue pill Still stay focused, off-white lotus, brokers I'ma dead y'all slot
don't need another shadow Makes makes, is gonna be the new man's motto Don't increase the bull, because my pulley is broken and my belly is full It's
all kill me I just play dead I got big city dreams Don't wake me ya hear? But you believe, if nobody dead, it's better to give than receive I give 'em
too young to remember Vietnam Is heroin better in a veteran's mind Than the memory of the dying laying in a line Is it the smell or the shadows heaving