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