We ride, smash out, off the wall, glasshouse
Bein in the hood ok, on the cool, everybody tryna get they ass out
Asap, anyway, anyhow, get about hustle tactics and flip that bread
Coin to a bill to a knot to a shoebox, that's stuck in my head

Living will and testament, they know i represent 607 reasons you should never rap again, a dent can make a difference
My homies in da pen; but me i'm in-da-pen-DENT -
i'ma let you take that in

We squattin with the shottaz, potnas who pistol poppers
Stand up niggas who dont have no problem with baby mamas
We workers with no collars, some villains with no cielings
Better pay me like i weigh or bes' believe i'm gone be stealing

Made it outta the killing and there won't be many after him
That's cuz gangbangin is a blood borne pathogen
High school folks get at me bro, i'm still a loc and still a trip
Peel out on the showroom floor, smokin up the dealership