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Word, word, son
Yeah, pass the Quan on
I mean we just, yeah, let's cut that
We gotta hit the block like, like 7 o'clock, man
Them fiends out there, man
We gotta get there, man, let's get it, man
Hurry the fuck up, man
Dram vials, two razors, a pile of dishes, survival wishlist
Couple grams snorted in Bible scriptures, I'm wild and vicious
Send the foulest bitches to hit him dressed as my rival's mistress
Fire biscuit, blood on the wall, lookin' like hieroglyphics
Yeah, I ain't never hide specifics, besides I'm gifted (Yeah)
And I ain't tellin' lies to risk it (Nah)
The streets anointed me, I'm royalty
Y'all never was there when it came to lawyer fees
While I was on trial watchin' my lawyer freeze (Damn)
In my cell fightin' for toiletries
You was in chows, rice with the soy and beans
Enjoyin' greens, shrimp tempura dumplings, avoid the steam
You probably wish I died in that cell, but
I destroyed your dream (Y'all niggas wish)
I'm Belichick with a loyal team
Niggas hated, came home flourishin', left the pigs deflated
Street sermons to get 'em teary-eyed
We eerie guys, the rounds get wild as I watch my fury rise
Reminiscin' when I was dope dealin'
Was so thrillin', but that broke feelin'
Had me in abandoned tenements that had no ceilin'
Born used to tell me, "Go 'head and hustle, you so willin'"
Couldn't see the sole of my Timbs, now we four-wheelin'
'Member me and Mone hit Papi and Dame Prince?
Came tense, pistol went off and ain't been the same since (Real shit)
All of that violence ain't make sense (Nah)
I'm just tryna give all my listeners the same glimpse (Let's go)
If you can't abide by the rules, then you make new ones
Your man made a dollar, you jealous, just make you one
How you had your hand in that cake and then take two crumbs?
Don't gamble with your life, take risks, just a few ones (Yes, sir)
I went to the club and I threw a few ones
Shorty said, "I'm here for your money, what made you come?" (Damn)
I'm like Tarantino writin' the script for you
This ain't Pulp Fiction, it's facts, that's all I spit for you
Damn, man, I heard, I heard, I heard you, bro, I heard you
You say the same shit, man
You always talk about the same shit
We always do the same shit, my nigga
Y'all niggas make me sick, fuck
Yo, listen, man
You can't open new doors with old fuckin' keys, man
You gotta change your mentality, man
Change your way of thinkin', my nigga, think differently
The streets got a hold of my senses and my only defense is
I was cold and relentless, hoppin' both of them fences
By the grocery entrance, I ain't supposed to be senseless
Product of my environment, how they gon' hold it against us?
Stuck my nose in the trenches
The devil's work is done and I was his chosen apprentice
Sellin' dope on the benches, kept it a hundred
Even when niggas spoke with resentment, I'm hopin' you meant it
Flow is crazy 'cause every quote is demented
My vocals cemented deep in your heart and soul
A heart of gold that got tainted by seein' coke on my father's nose
Time reveals some of the deepest scars
My mama said that I would reach the stars
My mama said I was the one, a golden child
With a future brighter than East DeBarge
Can a serpent swim in a sea of guards?
Had the thirst to win and I beat the odds
Go to church and sin in the reaper's garb
I'm a child of war, so I grip it and aim effectively
The AMT auto mag Ford came with accessories
The DA locked Shaheem, they claimin' accessory
But doin' twenty-five in a cell just ain't in my destiny
Gotta be honest with you
The art of war is like the finest picture
And guess who's appraisin' the equity?
You think all this pain is affectin' me?
You can't score the game as a referee
You can't board this plane and sit next to me
God level, beyond devils, nobody's stressin' me
All my newest rivals is suicidal
Screw the Bible, I'm who you idol, nigga, the best is me
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