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[Verse 1-Memphis
Yeah, I from bottom to the top
I seen a lotta fall
Top to bottom, cause flows wasnt hot
Them niggaz swore was chillin, Reality they not
why I'm in the spot, Treat the ?? like the pot
I'm strappin up product, get my strip back in order
Hit records, its like a brick, 16s is a quarter/quota
why I'm tryna flip it, this time i'ma do it different
Mixtapes is like a fiend, niggaz givin hits and
You niggaz let'm sample it, Neva the work
Now this better then your album sales, lookin hurt
I'm tryna take it back in the day, it was 20 time
Industry is fucked up, the to sellin niggaz dimes
Singles is nickles, lotta done flopped
Lotta labels dropped, you was signed, now you not
why I neva play wit the position I'm held wit
Who lie about sellin Album ain't sell shit

You heard the nigga, 5-3-4
(Cant the rest)

2-Memphis Bleek]
I'm bout to have this on lock, you can't tell me different
I got the n hard top, you could tell I'm livin
I got that gat on my lap, just tell the snitches
They got they tail between they legs, you could they bitches
ain't no heaven for a G, so the hell with it
My is deep, motherfuckers please delve in it
Started with promo, no homo, 12 inches
the game, comin to age at 12, bitches
(Thats I had well-wishes)
call me prince of the city
Next in line, call me king of new-yitty,
How the niggaz that bailed wit me, bailed on me
Took to many of the L on me
Drank up all kool-aid, left in my kitchen
for thought, my nigga you do the dishes

You heard the and the name
You heard the niggaz, 5-3-4