[Intro: Ritchie a T] Ahh! Hey, me that one over there, yeah Bloo, bloo, bloo, bloo, bloo, (Hey) Alright, who's first? You, (Hey)
[Verse 1: Stepa J Yeah, as a mumble in the jungle, ya dig? Can't never knock the hustle, get that shit how you If you didn't help me get it, don't be on mine No, for real, don't say shit, you speakin' in mime I'm just speakin' my mind, take it a day at a Yeah, I'm the 510, nigga, nickle and dime Yeah, I know a few dudes gettin' off of crime But cops came from behind, now they doin' Never thought I'd be paid off of these rhymes Ain't it sometimes how things align? Love the fans say we don't get enough shine I mean, shit, well, they isn't Seen a couple shitty that we had to decline shit, better get the three in the prime From Flagstaff to Czech, checks, koruna and lime Told 'em fax that shit to Prague if you want us to sign,
[Verse 2: with a T] They say they want that spazz rap, But now we got these niggas' Soundin' like Baghdad They say want that real talk But why these preachy-ass niggas out Soundin' a Ted Talk Yeah, rollin' with my best guys, whip it like a drive Hold up, baby girl, don't take the picture, get my side When I get that whip, I'll make that look like a Best Buy Ayy, maybe see you in my next life Maybe I'll see you in my life I'll see you in my next life Maybe I'll see you in my life Maybe I'll see you in my life
(Life, life, see you in my life Life, See you in my, see you A-ayy, see you in my life) me that one over there, yeah