(Steele) Sittin on the toilet, shittin, puffin the Strobe light affect, everything's slow Slip into a deep zone, the sound let the phone bring me Stagger to my feet, emotion the walk talk (Aiyo what up nigga, check out this proposition money to bait and I'm in the mood to go fishing) Whatever nigga, give me time to my ass My habit at your norm' day, fiendin for the (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 info on this dough I heard about make sure everything secure Can't let me and my man let these 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, noon, the man's out Gotta take a quick shower, get dressed and a fatigue, strapped out the generals Proper attire for all up the clip, loads up the 4/5th If a boy riff, a body 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 back on (Aiyo kid it smells like fresh grown cess, Twist up some trees we jet) True, you know we keep a fat of sensee Even you know it make our pockets go empty (But no less to starved into free 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 flowin like fluid Forget about the dough, do it I see you already strapped pa, so meet you outside, 'cause my gats in the car How far one go before he his whole entire life right out the window)
(talking)
(Steele) And a dead boy, and I even 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, I'mma send nigga to his essence wit the family, know he gotta learn a lesson And you know he ain't yardy boy gon get dead tonight As we strap on the gloves, feel the buzz cannabis Niggas to get scandalous
(arguing and gunshots)
Gotta be gon the double, I I seen them all tumble But on the left trouble Undercover had to spill out Watchin the whole thing go down, yo time to brake out The 4/5th as I and drive 'cause mind 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 them beats us alone And took the chrome that's in one of our own back And not only kid, check How money that we just did, was connect For the cash, them pigs of had dips for the stash That ain't that shit for ya ass
Troops say, ya never liked pretty ass anyway But shit wit the pigs CO-made my day me a whole new outlook on the beast Even watched out for the ones so the beast But anyway, you we high right now Doin it like this, the original crook