Tell the cops read into it Them days of slangin' yay been finished, days have been done ended So far them days that I'm offended Snitches can't my name till they get winded
Can't you tell there's a switch made? Now fellas decide that they wanna run and tell like in the grade But I'm too gone, young'n be Even when you see me, I am not really
And I ain't play wit' my eye on the enemy Huggin' the block just me and my Did it and lived it, here fillin' wit' my projects find it yeah
Not only was I in the game, I was in it Served to the fiends and we called 'em dinners Put the raw the fake out, mixed it in it Can't explain the hustle, guess it just was in Malicious
] If you got the crackin' and ya money's stackin', ya Quarterbackin', Leader of the and your the team captain Quaterbackin', Gotta little change and ya drivin' a Quarterbackin', If ya sound bangs, and ya pushin' them thangs Quarterbackin',
Might not know what I'm talkin' If you ain't never it, or seen it, or done it Seen fiends vomit, green stuff I had to it up wit' comet Mean stuff, so deaths my streets is haunted
Believe us, you shoulda seen us, like Wile E. Coyote, man genius Against all odds Serena and Venus I only had a jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was grown Who thought I'd sell my skill for a microphone And be rappin' it up in the song, slidin' on some chrome
long money I earn, I'm bald headed, but I used to have a Lord Jesus perm When my was earl before the rap game Runnin' secret squirrel, I had my own thang Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas and
I play the like Vick From endzone to Serve ish like snowcones in the hood Entrenched in the gutter, I was lost in the 'cause I make the gat like a old G should Mamas lookin', so much Nights in the kitchen I'd never finish cookin' Way before pay for this I'm mouthin'
19 young, upward of 80 thousand Trust me young'n Pusha was never for nothin' section 8 housin' I'm stompin' through like Kong claimin' his home, his jungle Mumblers beware the hates singers I connect, block the corner like Jenga, never, you seen 'em Posted in the hood leanin' fiends like the Tower of Damn he's
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Now of course you I ain't talkin' about sports I'm about runnin some shit I'm talkin' about workestratin' and Glorifyin' ya route
Whether it it to, uh.. Gettin' out hustlin', grittin' and grindin' ya thug-thizzlemajiggadale Quarterbackin' man, main Trust that main, yeah, in life main call it pitchin', some call it grindin' We call it Yeah, and I ain't talkin' about sports, trust