[Verse 1: This thang all the way on my got this thang beaten the trunk I'm on a big ass bottle of beast on some ocean cranberry juice And I strongly suggest that you don't sit in my the slap is so severe, and the beats excruciation My my pop your ear possibly collapse yo lung What color is your exterior? The as grey poupon What is you a Yeah but not Lebron Then what kind of baller are you? The that sell heroin The kind that lives his life illegal, gun and desert eagle Mobster like Siegel I listen to 40 music Don't fuck with too many people mane most of rappers fake See Feezy be speaking on shit that I can relate When I was in the shoe they see what got me through My nigga from the to put me up on due, uhh The grit quitting my hustle'll never pause UH OH! Here come the law I got in my draws BEATCH! x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the seat Bendin corners in my new school, one deep Every I'm in I get love from the plug And i probably your family member drugs (drugs) [Verse 2: How much can a man make? I'm on the block cooking with the pancakes And my fan love to get high with me Get tipsy prolly set they own a Mickeys Get em he be militant Send the whole fifty clip through ya Got a knot pocket of them Benjamin's movin bricks like I'm try'na build a 40 glock with the dot And I can make mash outta tater tots Ask ya I don't really like to talk alot Block like James, Wade and Chris Bosh Let's get it I'm the real boss with the I don't I'm the nigga man I run the club Keep it I'm the mayor doing hella stuff Pass puff and smell it when I light it up Nigga x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat the front seat Bendin hella corners in my new school, one hood I'm in I get love from the plug And i probably your family member drugs (drugs) 3: E-40] What you do for a living a little bit of a little bit of that If I ain't got it I know where to get it or I can take it to where at I can probably get'chu a deal, get'cha thirty percent off the Depending on how you want, and how much you know that a hustler got Fuckin' now y'all beefing, then circling yo block Came to the right place, I got chops out the box Can a foosy grape, if you want me too I can But I be honest with'chu it's goin cost you twenty grand And a with the gumble bout two, I was thought with the best Raul See been a neighborhood iron chef since 1982 Raul stay clockin' loo, boys in ain't gotta clue Raul ain't pop comp with a spoon or residue Well what about some weed you got it I beg pardon I gotta hella connections my Negro my people they got Need a fake ID or benefit times is hard You know is coming up, I got them gift cards x2] We be grinding seven days a week, under the front seat hella corners in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get love from the And i probably sold family member drugs (drugs)