[Vere 1: Motherf'ers rhyme no more 'bout slime no more That five pure cause I'm so raw rocks till I couldn't climb no more Became a hot boy the 504 of the p and the pies go forth Damn free, I need a least five, four more What you see you tell me Walked in the first scene in Belly Like let 'em in though, Timbs, leather trench coat Mac 10, let the clip go, [?] where I send those happened? Niggas been broke [?] send you a napkin your kids toked Bluh, bluh, everywhere They jumped this caddy, back with bloods everywhere of the Crown Vic, kept drugs heavy there You thought it was '96, Jesus heavy here Now I'm rich like ''look, boy I'm over Trying to fantasy football 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 copped another I just drove up the lot pushing another My first stop 95th hit the butterspot The feds got me on shit could get my mother hot
[Verse 2: Military matter, on a mission, baby, I put myself in position, man, it's a family My pops blood in vein I got So two things I can never do is and stop don't understand the pain or the brain I got They weren't there when them people and changed them locks ever why [?] don't kill more [?] and these niggas still slow You still for real though, what you hear for? Ain't trying to hear nothing till a bullet hit his 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, I get mail from my people I'd hell for my people, shoot it out with the devil Then back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever This for my people, how Who don't want easy, that Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, my people, people People, people, my life the Wow, let off the 40 Ride that while I'm with They gon to see you, it's evil
3: Oun P] Money is the motive, got my on it Come with triggers, see that floor, I put your on it See block here, I grind on it 99% of waste lines, over here got nines on it I switch grinds, I'm to get it every way Til I'm eating like it's every day Stay with a serious face cause I don't ever Bad karma back in the days I ain't ever pray I ain't with the trickery, t be trying to get at us Beat you til my hands turn roast and grabbing a No lights in the crib, red on the ratchet balls on the block, but the 40's was only jackets Before there was 3 of us on the mattress Now there's 3 of us fucking the same everything, I'm fucking the game backwards Put more leaf in the air than St.Patrick's I'm still rapping, of all I'm doing this so my moms ain't gotta no more take away the pain, it don't hurt no more Was for wealth, but I ain't gotta search no more The loyalty, where the fuck is that days? Best friends is getting other clapped these days These niggas really don't know how to act these days It was when I was younger in my athlete days Go outside, a little, you know, flirt with the shorties Go outside now I see squirting the 40 Pen and a pad, I'm interpreting the All you see is what a lot of niggas showing So when the tour started a lot of niggas going Now I don't listen to rap, a lot of niggas flowing doing 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 on my feet I ain't get it from distributing coke on the streets Got from putting cooked coke on the beat ...
4: Ransom] Niggas know I don't gratitude Look at this shoes, you can tell [?] Street told by the resurrection of Socrates Every I'm blessing properly, manifesting philosophy Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on property Deep as fossils be under the Earth geography Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me Getting popped with three bullets, hollow, G I'm a novelty to the rap minority, perfect Paper like a lobotomy, the devil lurking of me The ghetto doing robberies cause of [?] [?] of me like the major arteries starving me this day wonder where my father be Pardon me, this is to me, life is a lottery it to [?] like pornography It ain't hard to see photography sodomy, [?] Got a license to kill Sean Connery corner pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing army fatigue