[Vere 1: Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more 'bout slime no That five white cause I'm so raw Drip rocks till I couldn't no more a hot boy like the 504 Master of the p and the pies go Damn free, I need a least five, four more What you see you tell me in like the first scene in Belly Like let 'em in though, black Timbs, trench coat Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] I send those What Niggas been broke [?] send you a with your kids toked Bluh, bluh, blood jumped this caddy, came back with bloods everywhere Trunk of the Crown Vic, kept drugs heavy You thought it was '96, Jesus head heavy Now I'm rich ''look, boy I'm over them'' Trying to play fantasy with Hov and them Pick another check, shit, I more than both of 'em School my little bro, I look to growthing 'em Yeah, now I just another watch I drove up the lot pushing another drop My first stop then hit the butterspot The feds got me on shit that could get my hot
[Verse 2: matter, on a mission, baby, listen I put in position, man, it's a family tradition My blood in every vein I got So two things I can never do is change and They understand the pain or the brain I got They weren't there when them people came and changed them ever That's why [?] kill more [?] and these stupid niggas slow You still slow for real though, what you hear Ain't trying to hear nothing a bullet hit his earlobe Can you hear me now, we I got game and I should've an [?] Live for my and I'mma die for my people I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get mail my people I'd hell for my people, shoot it out with the devil Then back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever for my people, how soon Who don't easy, that autotune Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, just my people, People, people, my life the Wow, let off the 40 Ride that while I'm with They gon have to see you, evil
3: Oun P] Money is the motive, got my on it Come with triggers, see floor, I put your mind on it See block here, I grind on it 99% of niggas waste lines, here got nines on it I grinds, I'm trying to get it every way Til I'm eating like it's Thanksgiving day Stay with a serious face I don't ever play Bad karma back in the days cause I ain't ever I ain't with the trickery, t be trying to get at us Beat you til my hands turn and grabbing a cactus No lights in the crib, red light on the Eight balls on the block, but the was only jackets Before there was 3 of us on the mattress Now there's 3 of us the same actress everything, I'm fucking the game backwards Put more green in the air than St.Patrick's I'm still rapping, of all I'm doing so my moms ain't gotta work no more Music take the pain, it don't hurt no more Was looking for wealth, but I ain't search no more The loyalty, where the fuck is these days? Best friends is getting each other clapped days young niggas really don't know how to act these days It was better I was younger in my athlete days Go outside, hoop a little, you know, flirt with the Go now I see somebody squirting the 40 Pen and a pad, I'm the story All you see is what a lot of niggas showing So when the tour started a lot of niggas ain't Now I listen to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing Been it for a while, now it's time to bring dough in Humble, I don't or boast in these streets But these white phones be looking like coke on my I ain't get it from distributing that coke on the Got mine from putting coke on the beat ...
[Verse 4: Niggas know I don't show Look at this rapper shoes, you can [?] Street told by the resurrection of Socrates Every sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting monopoly, how .. Oddisee on that property Deep as them fossils be under the Earth Got a lot to kin, no stopping me, is on top of me Getting with three bullets, it's hollow, G I'm a novelty to the rap minority, harmony Paper a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me The ghetto probably doing robberies of [?] [?] part of me like the major starving me Till this day wonder where my be Pardon me, this is hard to me, life is a Played it to [?] pornography It ain't hard to see photography sodomy, [?] Got a license to kill like Sean Street pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing army fatigue