| Ciphers in front of | |
| The Apollo as a shorty | |
| Now I got a clip full of hollows in the .40 | |
| Louis, Guccis, every now and then | |
| MaurisI take too long to come back, send for me | |
| Know how to work it, big things pop on the underground circuit | |
| Maintain 'til it surface | |
| The nerve of these peasants | |
| Treat a rap budget like a bird how | |
| I stretch it | |
| Think they get the message | |
| Waters, Dutchies, lot of herb in a session | |
| So-called tough guys, herbs with aggression | |
| Put your thoughts all over the curb with the | |
| WessonWhat used to be superb now is depressing | |
| Negative energy | |
| Generated from the snakes and the centipedes | |
| You will remember me | |
| I just get the storm started | |
| Cold-blooded, warm-hearted | |
| Either way you on target | |
| Move to the side, let the lane merge | |
| The gun's like fried rice, who want they brain stirred? | |
| Enter the limelight, lemon drop-top off of crime life | |
| Always see the crew in the hindsight | |
| Yeah!American sedan, the shooters got | |
| Berettas in their hand | |
| This is Mafia, veterans'll plan | |
| Word to the tape on the brick, this is raw | |
| I'm in the 4x4, 8 plus 8 in the clip | |
| The hustling | |
| Harry Potter, shaking the brick | |
| Ice in the bracelet give the | |
| Matrix a glitch | |
| And my car's like a spaceship | |
| Got gold in my | |
| Nike checks | |
| Jordans got ice in the laces | |
| Pants got a gun where the waist is | |
| It's basic, shirt smell like herb smoke | |
| Chirp, yo, | |
| Chirp back | |
| Let me know who getting murked, though | |
| Yeah, we getting money, nigga | |
| Who getting work, though | |
| And I got the | |
| Kush, nigga | |
| I got the | |
| Purple, move squares' | |
| Cause we got a hold on the circle | |
| Kill you or hurt you, whatever's a virtue | |
| Beat you like ya parents when you breaking your curfew(Chorus) | |
| Homie, live life to the death | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step | |
| Get this money, it don't matter if it's cash or check | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step | |
| Big houses, cars and jewels that's wet | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step | |
| To the family, friends, whole life is set | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step, one more step | |
| Yo, living my life, what's left of it | |
| Don't try to go to jail but if you do make the best of it | |
| If you crash into a bullet then it ain't no estimate | |
| It's a money-back guarantee, my nigga | |
| Death's a definite | |
| This is audio crack, guess who's cheffing it | |
| Jadakiss and | |
| SP, do this effortless | |
| Gun play make you do whatever son say | |
| If the Lord send you a flight, the ticket is one-way | |
| Put that work in when you young, you get power | |
| The money don't match the running it get sour | |
| Still rep the hood to the death | |
| A promise is only good if it's kept | |
| Niggas'll kill you for less | |
| Silence is golden, go 'head, keep dozing | |
| The window of opportunity keeps closing | |
| We gon' see if you really a clutch baller | |
| A cell is small, but a casket is much smaller | |
| Burn out 30 a set shit, 60 a | |
| Key shitThat's street shit, | |
| Jada & P shit | |
| Lambos, hoopties, shooters and groupies | |
| Montclair, | |
| D-Squared, | |
| Emilio Pucci | |
| Long trips, short trips, making me nauseous | |
| Court shit, gave them | |
| Jews money for | |
| PorschesMade a couple mil for the small shit | |
| We rap and keep raw, so we on some street lore- | |
| Forbes shit | |
| Wall still spin, upgraded the floor flip | |
| Ain't touch it, ain't see it, ain't hear about it | |
| If it's money gone, believe we gon' care about | |
| Send some niggas to your crib, take the air up out it | |
| Leave some blood up in it | |
| Listen, fam, the | |
| Lam's the color of toast | |
| The seats is like butter in it | |
| No hammers in the club, box cutter in it | |
| Long money and big checks | |
| Get popped in the chest, face, wig, neck | |
| Tre Pound, | |
| Sig, TecPlay the game, get a plane is ya ship wreck | |
| Learn from the best if you aint learn shit yet | |
| Yeah! Muthafucka(Chorus) | |
| Homie, live life to the death | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step | |
| Get this money, it don't matter if it's cash or check | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step | |
| Big houses, cars and jewels that's wet | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step | |
| To the family, friends, whole life is set | |
| We gonna make it to the top, just one more step, one more step |