I sold more **** than I sold records
You ****** sold records  never sold ****
So I ain't hearing none of that street ****
Cause in my mind you ************* sold soap
Got rich selling hope to hopeless

But I'm a thinker  methodic in my motives
Uh  I motivate to put my ****** into motors
No woman  no child  no witness  no Jehovahs
Like Scarface but it's God's face in that mirror
We was made in this image  is much clearer
Scoring from the heist but I wanted mine purer
Aryan  blonde hair  blue eyed like the führer
The judge and the jury  the jewellery mad froze
Water colors on my neck  **** rhyming when you blinding ******
We ain't the same color clarity of diamond  *****
Nah  I ain't got nothing in common which yas
Pain in my heart  it's as black as my skin
They tipping the scale for these crackers to win
No reading  no writing  made us savage of men
They praying for jail but I mastered the pen
Descendant from kings  we at it again

Just hand me the crown  I'm active again
Everything that it seems  hear my passion again
Was never my dream  the immaculate win
I was pissin' my shorts having rich ***** thoughts
Wish I had a pistol before all the friends I done fought
Over night I seen a ***** go get a Carrera
Two weeks later I had to be that boy pallbearer

Young king bury me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me down for the life after

Crack dealer living like a hoop star
Black marble  white walls in my new spot
Four chains  big studs  a ***** too fly
Top down  tank top  I think I'm 2Pac
So I'm labeled the rebel  ***** get on my level
We were born to be kings  only major league teams
Chasing my paper  couldn't fathom my wealth
Built a school in Ethiopia  should enroll in myself
Got body and mind  food for the soul
When you feedin' on hate  you empty  my *****  it shows
Follow them codes  ain't no love for these hoes
If you slip and you fall I got you my *****  hold on
If you right or you wrong  if you riding come on
By the end of this song  can't be hiding for long
I seen children get slaughtered  ******' grandmothers assaulted
Throw a gang sign dare you do something about it
**** coppin' them foams  when you coppin' the home
Cop a kilo and have them people on top of your home

Follow the codes  ain't no love for these hoes
If you slipping you fall  I got you my ***** hold on
If you right or you wrong  if you riding come on
By the end of this song  I got you my ***** hold on

I got you my ***** hold on  I got you my ***** hold on
If you right or you wrong  if you riding come on
By the end of this song  I got you my ***** hold on

I got you my *****  hold on  I got you my *****  hold on

I got you my *****  hold on  I got you my *****  hold on