| Sucka ass niggas keep stealing | 
| The real ones keep building more shit | 
| Clown shit that I’m not feeling | 
| Too much, cut that bullshit, snuff they dealings | 
| Mainstream got it all fucked up | 
| You want the real dope then you gotta come to us | 
| Underground niggas papered up | 
| Fuck that award show | 
| Get 'em tickets to my bitch like «y'all go» | 
| I gotta get these bars wrote, that raw coke | 
| Musical key loads, boat loads, car loads | 
| Hollywood celebrity types and hood stars know | 
| Your existence is hanging in the balance bro | 
| Residuals is critical, we need them stacks kid | 
| Wake up to them bowls, no cereal | 
| Plane materials is how I flow | 
| If I write about it then believe it’s what I know | 
| That’s why it comes so easy to me | 
| You see literally I flow like a river current | 
| While them other niggas fronting, finna say fuck it | 
| Star write screen plays | 
| Swear my life like a movie in so many ways | 
| Aw man | 
| I’ma kill a niggas spirit when I pull up in this | 
| The kid cruising by without going into the event | 
| Crew members in attendance so I’m represented well | 
| I was in the studio with that triple beam scale | 
| New Beamers, swerve 'em in the rain, make 'em fishtail | 
| Reckless, though I mean well | 
| My intentions were good, but my niggas too hood | 
| You was talking down on the set and it got back to 'em | 
| Now my dawg highly upset, I gotta watch what he doing | 
| Cuz if he catch you slipping he might do something stupid | 
| I worked to hard for this to see my niggas lose and being foolish | 
| I was aware the snakes was there when I moved in | 
| But that money make it easier for home improvements | 
| Make sure that you trust your shooters | 
| The closest ones to ya be the ones that’ll do ya | 
| I ain’t have to tell ya |