[Verse: RJ] f** is y'all sayin'? I've been heard them lies Lookin' for the truth, you can look me in my eyes See I'm hunnit proof I watch you marks make a livin' off my lifestyle It's quite foul how you ain't real as what you write down I'm right now, 50 Cal and some white owls Ain't nothin' like sendin' birds in PJs without a night gown I'm Flock daddy, I shot Kenny and popped at him Don't trust that b**h, yuck and she got the block [?] Packed the cig like a chainsmoker Send 'em shots back to back, make you hang over I'm out the villas, my k**ers'll call it Angola One of the realest, a guerrilla, we done made it off that front line Didn't have no cable nor a landline But my stove had them tan lines Robbin' stores, rap on standby I'm from where you get shot for who you stand by So watch who you're close to Keep it strictly business, gotta notice who all knows you Since '02 I had a gold tool Your life all Pro Tools, I'm workin' my stripes just like I'm 'posed to Swear to God, it ain't nothin' like some new sh** But it's like I'm who dreamin' for these blue chips O.M.M.I.O. the movement, powder in my coolant Everybody got their opinion but mines do sh** I couldn't buy a piece of mind with your two cent So if you ain't conducive you a nuisance