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[Verse Bleek]
Yeah, I come from to the top
I seen a lotta fall
Top to bottom, cause flows wasnt hot
Them niggaz swore they was chillin, Reality not
Thats why I'm in the spot, Treat the ?? the pot
I'm up that product, get my strip back in order
Hit records, its like a brick, 16s is like a
Thats why I'm tryna flip it, time i'ma do it different
Mixtapes is like a fiend, niggaz givin hits and
You niggaz let'm sample it, Neva give'm the
Now this tape better then your album sales, lookin
I'm tryna take it back in the day, it was 20 time
Industry is fucked up, the back to sellin niggaz
is nickles, lotta albums done flopped
Lotta done dropped, you was signed, now you not
Thats why I play wit the position I'm held wit
Who lie about sellin drugs? ain't sell shit

You heard the title nigga,
(Cant the rest)

[Verse Bleek]
I'm bout to have this thing on lock, you can't tell me
I got the soft n hard top, you tell I'm livin
I got that gat on my lap, don't tell the snitches
They got they tail they legs, you could tell they bitches
Their ain't no heaven for a G, so the with it
My life is deep, please delve in it
Started promo, no homo, movin 12 inches
Pimp the game, to age at 12, bitches
(Thats I had well-wishes)
Niggaz call me of the city
in line, call me king of new-yitty, pity
How the same niggaz that bailed wit me, on me
Took to pulls of the L on me
Drank up all kool-aid, glasses in my kitchen
Food for thought, my nigga you do the

You the game and the name
You heard the niggaz, 5-3-4