[Verse 1: Hussle] Yeah, we you used to put in work that's old Nigga and we seen paperwork you told All these niggas either sniffing glass or they off the past i'm blowing money fast with my bros Lately I been niggas sell they soul How you catch a case and bail out on been state to state getting money on the road Had to who I could to talk to on the phone Switch it up, spit the game pay attention, you listen up Follow code and one day you get as rich as us Seven digit, street that ain't rich enough Forty million on the crib that nigga Puff buying yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block just to reinvest Help my young niggas catch it it's nothing left
Baby me the realest ever did it Hopefully my day will remember this Keep that a hundred one until the death Even when i'm gone say I never left Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I quit That's my women though we'd never hit Sticking to the script get rich and switch All my role models doing sentences, em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all [Verse 2: Fuck and every one of them I fear none of Frank Lucas his roof back in front of him a nigga toothless when it comes to the loot I go stupid with the butt of the gun, know where i'm coming Philly where Fraizer and Muhammad sparred Last named Ahkbar they all cop cars they pull you over, they might shoot you over moving Now that we Truman know who we are They a king from us, they X'd Malcolm out You me? I did my own black history Illmatic, Reasonable Doubt that's the main reason why these rappers can't get with me Fuck em all, I hear the whistle know it's time to Y'all niggas throwing fouls but don't wanna brawl How you on a mission with no vision? Fuck Stevies like a sight look at Stevie's ambition, we hood niggas that get it
em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all
[Verse 3: Capone] Different nigga now that my gone Low tolerance promise you'd get on Microwave the bullets sounding popcorn heavy the cops come or the rocks gone Same nigga, so what? The changed When I couldn't get money I used to ways Counting thousands off the cavi in the It wasn't long before I out crime pays We still in of them bright days Dark streets, only light police raid Where niggas out and let that shots off Los Scan, like a it'll pop off I hit the ave and posted the uncut raw Sacked it up and told I had the cake moss Nothing fancy, protect with the eight ball It wasn't I had to hustle on Hyde Park
Baby me the realest did it yeah Hopefully my day ones will this Keep that shit a hundred one until the Even when i'm gone they'll say I left at the roof like i'm glad I never quit That's my niggas women though we'd hit Sticking to the get rich and never switch All my role models sentences, yeah em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all em all