I came from the streets am trying to escape my past, put selling dope behind
Trying to pick my pieces live a life in line with the law
Am trying to see the sense in that
You trying to live dream life, don’t wanna sell dope
Feds watching eyeing a n***a, he becoming a bigger figure
What’s his source of money, the question they are asking
I bounce real tight ladies wanna nice
I got this spice to add taste to your mind
Courtesy of the streets damn it
One last run American gangster got busted
Scar face felt compa**ion changed the plan then got k**ed
Been out the game, on my feet
The feds eyeing for clues, noting down my rhymes
Is that evidence to use against me
I didn’t wanna sell dope, I didn’t wanna own a gun
Life hit harsh f** it I stepped up ruthless
My big tooth symbolizes, the big cake ama bite
Get your mind right, case closed