[Intro]
[Hook] [Repeat 2X]
We got 4 Suitcases in the trunk
Filled with coke, E-pills and the skunk
I gotta give these fiends here what they want
Cuz I ain't living off the first of the month
[Verse 1]
I got a mother and a sister to provide for
I need money in my pocket so I'll die for it
Cuz me working a nine to five wasn't my style
So I post on this corner with these crack vials
Fast money now I can dig this sh**
Man on the real I could cop a whip real quick
And I was just starting off with a little Kush
Until my man said I got something we could push
He said meet me at this spot in the AM
That was my right hand so I couldn't play him
It was the next day at this nice apartment
A new territory I was off guard and sh**
We walked in and got patted down on the spot
Dopeman said I seen you dudes on the block
He said you want the big score, the real dollars
Well here you go Playboy and then he popped his collar
[Hook] [Repeat 2X]
We got 4 Suitcases in the trunk
Filled with coke, E-pills and the skunk
I gotta give these fiends here what they want
Cuz I ain't living off the first of the month
[Verse 2]
We got money out the a** now we get paid
Girls everyday so you know I'm getting laid
My little sister ain't starving mommas rent paid
Not tickets at Hibbetts for the new J's
I'm eating Chicken Cacciatore, shrimp scampi
These broke n***as on my block can't stand me
And swear on everything they love that we family
I need all my money don't underhand me
So before I go back to food stampies
Yo imma knock yo a** out understand me
My every move is a calculated step
Getting money off of these fiends and I'm getting my respect
You gotta listen when these streets is talking before you know it ----
[Sounds of apartment being raided by police]