[Verse 1: This thang all the way on my got this thang beaten the loose I'm on a big ass bottle of beast on some ocean spray cranberry And I suggest that you don't sit in my transportation the slap is so severe, and the beats excruciation My my pop your ear possibly collapse yo lung What color is your The same as grey poupon is you a baller? Yeah but not Lebron Then what kind of baller are you? The that sell heroin The kind lives his life illegal, toted gun and desert eagle Mobster like Bugsy Siegel I listen to 40 Don't fuck with too people mane most of them rappers fake See Feezy be speaking on some that I can relate When I was in the shoe they see what got me through My nigga the Brass to put me up on due, uhh The grit don't my hustle'll never pause UH OH! come the law I got dope in my draws BEATCH! x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front Bendin hella in my new school, one deep hood I'm in I get love from the plug And i probably sold family member drugs (drugs) 2: B-Legit] How much can a man make? I'm on the block chickens with the pancakes And my fan base to get high with me Get tipsy prolly set they own self a Get em Beaver he be Send the whole fifty through ya ligaments Got a knot pocket full of Benjamin's movin bricks I'm try'na build a pyramid 40 with the laser dot And I can make mash potatoes outta tots Ask ya parking; I don't really to talk alot Block like James, Wade and Chris Bosh Let's get it I'm the real boss the plug I don't I'm the nigga man I run the club Keep it rough I'm the mayor doing hella Pass and they smell it when I light it up what? x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front Bendin hella corners in my new school, one Every hood I'm in I get love from the And i probably sold your member drugs (drugs) [Verse 3: you do for a living a little bit of this 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 percent off the sack on how many you want, and how much you know that a hustler got Fuckin' right now y'all beefing, then yo block to the right place, I got chops fresh out the box Can have a grape, if you want me too I can But I gotta be honest with'chu goin cost you twenty grand And a build with the gumble bout two, I was with the best Raul See Raul been a neighborhood iron chef 1982 Raul stay loo, boys in blue ain't gotta clue Raul ain't never pop comp 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 a fake ID or benefit card times is hard You know Christmas is coming up, I got them gift x2] We be grinding days a week, heat under the front seat Bendin hella in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get from the plug And i probably sold your member drugs (drugs)