1] I pray for my enemies, I told the lord to bless the of us Papa threw the deuces but fuck it I hold grudges My worst fear is to die Life in the would rip the horns off a rhino Music always been a part of us, was never hard on us I was worried when she had to ride the MARTA bus Started drinkin' young cause them Koreans never us Young and black but they didn't a fuck and it was obvious of a dopeboy is simply captivating To niggas turning Master Splinter on the I'm jewish with the bread, every calculated niggas sideways, this nine'll get em calibrated I'm a dreamer asking God to shine a little light These niggas soft and probably die in a pillow fight Im smoking hashish out of a pipe I told that to run the jewels, word to Killer Mike Promethazine and on ice when I ain't feeling right I ain't concerned about vices, bitch I'm just life These hoes gon' let us cut just a kitchen knife I'm on that kryptonite, I them when I flip the dykes I eat and then I spit the bone, a pistol's chrome Catch me in the old school Vic Damone Mister home, niggas get to falling back Cash rules everything and I want all of that!
Fuck the world, I want all of that Cash nigga, give me all of that I ain't playing, I all of that down your door, bitch give me all of that I want all of that, nigga give me all of that
2] Name a in my city that can fuck with me Besides the OG's y'all pussy is weak Nightmare On Elm Street, put these to sleep Old frog ass nigga, I you faggots to leap Lame ass niggas can't walk in these of shoes Jump out airplanes and shoot at while I parachute as a paratroop, old school like a pair of [?] Rappers a suit cause this bully gon' bury you disable y'all, niggas agitated like the cable off Southern spilling hot sauce on the tablecloth Think the god's soft, then this K about to break all Pussy ass niggas gettin' jealous cause we off Imma feast, got your bitch cooking Hundred at my nigga's grave, may he rest in peace Kick game like a priest, I told you I'm sucker Politic with rich Jews while wine on a fleece Toast to I'm sippin' wine on a beach I rhyme like a beast, the nine the Caprice Garbage ass your fucking lines is weak And you can lose life if you fuck mine, capiche? I've been this way, you how the switch blade penetrate I fuck hoes look like Gabourey Sidibe I stuff bricks in a pillow and hit your face These narcotics got me like I sit in space Cash rules around me Money bitches, told these lame ass hoes to get from 'round me Eastide I came from DeKalb county A-Town's royal, you should crown me