Open the doors of the hell
I enter in your mind like a bell
Pray like a damned, smoke like khalifa
Can't even k** me, dog
Came from the north, drivin' that porsche
Let me comin' in your city
Cum in your chick
I walked into the hell
RIP Sean Bell
I'mma demon, man step back
Lemme put my f**in snapback
Like drake said "Back to back"
But i'm back to the mac
Jump out the track
I always prayed for 2Pac
You can read the hate in my eyes
So much pain in my tears
But i'mma keep fighting 'till I die
I'm not 2Pac on my time
But i can rap so hard on the mic
I drop some dope sh** online
So if I scope, don't be in my line
[Bridge]
"Money's the motivation"
That's what the rappers say
But I don't rap for the cash
I'm just tellin my way
Hunnit round chapo on the backseat
Catch a n***a slipping on the backstreet
In the hood, everyday, the cops arrive
And the g**ners still run for em life, yo
6 shots, 2 shots
n***a better run for it
You enjoy the life when you live thoroughly
I don't give a f** about what people think, n
They talking they talking, but they're not real
I'm still screaming "fu*k COPS"!
Still livin, f**ed up
All the hustlers are running for the fame
And all the mamas stressing, screaming their name
The life is so hard in the hood
OG, tell em Ace hood
Broke homies in the south side
And the rich n***as in the north side
The freestyle is done
Now move your a** and pick up the phone
I hear the tone, tell me the f** where you're going