(Steele) Sittin on the toilet, shittin, the dough Strobe light affect, everything's slow Slip a deep zone, the sound let the phone bring me home Stagger to my feet, emotion toward the talk (Aiyo Ripper what up nigga, out this proposition There's money to bait and I'm in the to go fishing) Whatever nigga, give me time to my ass My at your norm' day, fiendin for the cash (Do what you gotta do, I'm on my way in the car when I get there, yo we outie like Tamar) Right right easy (Now I'm off to the south to get more on this dough I heard about Gotta make everything secure let me and my man let these grants slip past our hands The man's out heavy I they 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, up the 4/5th If a boy riff, leave a body stiff Who dem man gon rap on my door Disturb me at work, on the low dub four (Yo me) Who that (ST, up) Aight hold up son, let me put it back on safety (Aiyo kid it smells like fresh cess, lets Twist up some trees we jet) True, you know we a fat pack of sensee Even though you know it make our pockets go (But no less about to starved free men So we finish we gon bag up this spinach) Easier than done, peep the 4-1-1 The dred around the corner, just try to blast Ruck and (I knew it, bad vibes like fluid Forget the dough, let's do it I see you already pa, so I'll meet you outside, my gats back in the car How far one go before he throw his whole entire life out the window)
(talking)
(Steele) And a dead boy, and I don't know (Aiyo he like the dred, that hooked us up on the low) you say fly? (Thinkin out loud, just caught me in the I'll you all about it on the way home) Whatever, send this nigga to his essence Fuckin wit the family, know he learn a lesson And you he ain't yardy right Some boy gon get tonight As we strap on the gloves, the buzz from cannabis bout to get scandalous
(arguing and gunshots)
Gotta be gon the double, I I seen them all tumble But on the left there's Undercover had to spill out the whole thing go down, yo it's time to brake out The as I shift and drive 'cause every right here might not leave alive
Son why you Hop on the ballin Get us outta here before we be the next Right now, this shit is bug, we the thugs Yet the beast comin up showin niggas Took our burners, gave us dap, let us Now it's back to the dog house, to the next ounce
(talking)
Who could believe beats left us alone And took the chrome that's in one of our own home And not only that kid, How that we just did, was that connect For the cash, them pigs of had dips for the stash That ain't some shit for ya ass
Troops say, ya never liked this ass anyway But that wit the pigs CO-made my day Gave me a whole new outlook on the Even out for the ones so called the beast But anyway, you we high right now Doin it like this, the original crook