[Verse 1 - Showing no signs of up Still you in the head like I think You on the verge of up No mercy, Kai, Cobra commando Deadly venom spitting, just a salamander I'm living the life worthy on camera, documented How one of the last lives was How I up in the drop, how I rolled up that sticky How I rolled with them women, elegant player, no How I f*ck them to How I up out the building when I was finished Keep it G, n-ggas not original they muthaf-cking house of mirrors Not quite the image, I'm on Popeye spinach Mama mai-tai sippin, she loves a square But now she something different Windy Bulls, mention the Nets, wool jackets and sweats, Scottie Pippens My description, high of that fuzzy green Lying if I said that I If you looking for n-gga: I is him All eyes in this direction, a burden and a
Gibbs] Reporting live the devil's pad Breakfast here: two titties, two plus and a bacon sandwich 2 seeds eggs and bread jelly My they rarely pop that p-ssy, They put off in my on Pirellis '82 edition Spotters body squatting on Rather be counting stacks than stuck in the county, the dishes Or washing in the pen ? I had to go pay the correctional officer to walk him in Bail money on debt, come at my Plus that boy cause that same where him ? where he slept I issue rest, sign up and be a subscriber The price of life thats so high that I must make I stay higher with the purp out of piso? Smacking as deep as run in the rock just like I play quarterback for the eagles Rando in the mic a 'Fore I up this mic I was hitting licks Did with plenty disciples I'm bang affiliated, federal investigated, self educated All my catching cases I got straight out of and I made it at home ? But believe I got the balls to clear up all of my faces with operations, closed casket console Tryna make million dollars, a million downloads But if equal the same, smash it up and give me my change I made a lane up in this game so n-ggas goin' remember the Gangsta Gibbs ho, two cooking in the crib hoe Still push a bucket but I it like a Benz hoe Tryna find a bridge ho, to slanging raps, slanging weight the Fred the new age ? call me baby face