(Steele) Sittin on the toilet, shittin, puffin the light affect, everything's movin slow Slip into a deep zone, the sound let the phone me home Stagger to my feet, emotion toward the walk (Aiyo Ripper what up nigga, check out this money to bait and I'm in the mood to go fishing) Whatever nigga, give me time to my ass My at your norm' day, fiendin for the cash (Do you gotta do, 'cause I'm on my way in the car 'cause when I get there, yo we outie Tamar) Right right easy (Now I'm off to the south to get more info on this dough I about Gotta sure everything secure Can't let me and my man let grants slip past our hands The out heavy today I hope don't try to get in the way of our pay) Damn, I'm ready, high noon, the out Gotta take a shower, get dressed and bounce Grabbed a fatigue, out the generals Proper for all criminals Blazed up the clip, loads up the If a boy riff, leave a their stiff Who dem man there gon rap on my Disturb me at work, on the low dub four (Yo me) Who that (ST, what up) Aight hold up son, let me put it on safety (Aiyo kid it smells fresh grown cess, lets Twist up some trees we jet) True, you know we keep a fat pack of Even though you know it our pockets go empty (But no less about to starved into men So whenever we we gon bag up this spinach) Easier said done, peep the 4-1-1 The dred around the corner, try to blast Ruck and dunn (I knew it, bad vibes flowin like about the dough, let's do it I see you already pa, so I'll meet you outside, 'cause my gats in the car How far one go before he throw his whole life right out the window)
(talking)
(Steele) And a boy, and I don't even know (Aiyo he looks like the dred, that us up on the low) What you say (Thinkin out loud, just caught me in the I'll tell you all it on the way home) Whatever, send this nigga to his essence Fuckin wit the family, know he learn a lesson And you know he ain't yardy boy gon get dead tonight As we strap on the gloves, feel the from cannabis Niggas bout to get
(arguing and gunshots)
Gotta be gon the double, I think I seen them all But on the left trouble Undercover had to spill out the whole thing go down, yo it's time to brake out The 4/5th as I shift and 'cause mind right here might not leave alive
Son why you stallin? Hop on the Get us here before we be the next fallin Right now, whole shit is bug, we the thugs Yet the beast comin up niggas love Took our burners, us dap, let us bounce Now it's to the dog house, to smoke the next ounce
(talking)
Who could believe them beats us alone And took the that's in one of our own back home And not that kid, check How that we just did, was that connect For the cash, them pigs must of had dips for the ain't that some shit for ya ass
Troops say, ya never liked this pretty ass But shit wit the pigs CO-made my day Gave me a whole new outlook on the Even watched out for the ones so the beast But anyway, you know we high now it like this, the original crook style