[Verse 1] Seemed like it was just yesterday We was stealing cars flipping Escalades I started selling pounds around eleventh grade It might be off a gram or two cause n***a we don't measure weight Rule number one: you pull yo gun don't hesitate But I don't have to shoot no mo' I let my German Shepard spray My Glock 40 black and my beretta gray I sold my first split over there by where Coretta stay I had them quarter pounders, I ain't talking burgers Mid in the freezer right next to that cart of sherbert I seen my partner shoot a n***a twice and toss the burner But I can't say too much I'll f** around and solve a murder Yea I'm from the streets, but I don't talk about it My homies worth a couple mill and that's just off exotics I rather be caught with this pistol than to be caught without it I sold enough green to fill the f**ing Boston Garden [Hook] So don't try me shawty I ain't that far removed [x3] A hundred pounds in a week, that ain't that hard to use I ain't that far removed [x6] My daddy drove my truck and f**ed around and found my tool I ain't that far removed [x2] [Verse 2] I'm the real life Calogero Bronx Tale but I ain't never told befo' Like I ain't took them things up the road befo' Listen cowboy, this ain't my first rodeo We had so much produce from Cali n***a You gotta weigh it with the scales in the grocery sto' Yeen gettin' no bread if the feds ain't got yo portfolio Woo! I almost caught the Holy Ghost You think I'm bullsh**tin', n***a I'm up here pulpittin' Looking out for them stool pigeons cause y'all n***as think it's cool snitchin sh** I know some folks who know some folks They thought I was a conscious rapper cause I ain't take the dope approach That's cause I know some folks that tote the toast That's close to blow that move that Cosa Nostra coke from coast to coast I just said some sh** you wasn't s'posed to know When you in this deep, you gotta hold ya nose Even Jehovah know [Hook]