| Hey yo, this right here man | |
| Is like a documentary of a gangsta, man | |
| The rise and fall [Hook:] | |
| How them boys gone play me, they must be crazy | |
| Baby, you better pay me | |
| How them actors gone act up, like | |
| I ain't got back up | |
| Back up, before you get smacked up | |
| Why they wanna play games with me | |
| They don't know that | |
| I'm crazy | |
| I don't know what they thinking | |
| They must have been drinking, but look | |
| I'm that kingpin | |
| He said slow paper is your alto, it's like spitting | |
| Currency is all about floss, like he can't eat his cake | |
| And he starve, when the count low | |
| He call the lab the bakery, he all about dough | |
| Stuffing bread his pockets is hungry | |
| You talking nonsense unless the topic is money | |
| He call a hundred dollars a honey | |
| Mami's he called them dimes | |
| So his mind is on his money | |
| But Mami's is on his mind | |
| Like an O. | |
| G. focus on the come up | |
| Think he F'ing around he approach you with the gun up | |
| Roll the blunt up and forget it happened | |
| Stash the dollars, bag the product and get it cracking | |
| He get pies, he flipping them | |
| Tricks, he tricking them, he call them heffers | |
| He Hugh Heffing them, he pimping them ?, he getting the ones for the connects | |
| So have the ones correct when he come to collect | |
| But here he come [Hook] | |
| That sound like blood money | |
| And I ain't just talking double dubbs club money | |
| I'm talking drug money, move out the hood money | |
| Double up money, you can catch a slug money | |
| This kid will murder you, more than a business | |
| If you live it for revenue, it's principle never personal | |
| Get rid of you if you blocking the bigger picture | |
| He on the blocking thinking of gwop and getting richer | |
| He flips some urban blue, play with them keys | |
| For them c-notes so he can handle the whole piano | |
| Hammers unloading ammo if his army ain't in harmony | |
| He kill his own famo like | |
| Tony Soprano | |
| He's trying to take it from mine and majored in grind | |
| But the caper is mine, it's made up and die for the paper | |
| Crime is second nature when you love cash | |
| Doing dirty, he turn the ave. into a blood bath | |
| Here he come [Hook] | |
| The heater buss that mean the reaper coming | |
| Drug money keep them bugging not the trees he puffing | |
| Streets is buzzing about the repercussion | |
| But he so much in love with his bread the beef is nothing | |
| He got metals for war just like a veteran | |
| But now he bringing cheddar in more than he ever been | |
| Banked up, he stepped his hustle pimp smoked cold crack | |
| Heroin game up, american gangster | |
| Sleep with the fish while he rather loot and | |
| You like balling, he like stealing and shooting | |
| Comrades, customers, competition connects | |
| And hustlers is wishing and plotting the day of his death | |
| What's his focus? | |
| Keys is, even when karma catching up | |
| It's hard to set him up, he's always holding heaters | |
| But yo, they know his weakness so they gave that bread to him | |
| Somebody put a gun to his head, guess what he said to them [Hook] |
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