[Verse 1: VI Seconds]
Uh, I'm a bit of a player and a tad of a shove And it's holding' so much weight that my shoulders rip blow the grip... If at any moment you swearing' that i was a person you've ever been rolling' with. i came, and became a god Solo, the aim is putting' y'all to shame, that's so low but when you hunting' for the bounty like Han Solo there comes a moment when you misplace your soul oh lord, oh lord, oh lord these women think i love them because i make them scream OH LORD! Head over heels because she love the way im digging it one leg in the air and she drop it like a scissor kick. i ain't sh** but a n***a with some bad habbits scars on my spine from a lot of back stabbings f**ing up fashion causing you anguish and your broad roll her tongue like English her second language
[verse 2: Emilio Rojas]
Yeah, i love my women out of ESL, meeda. She got them auto homie DSL, we'a. on another level on that fird, the middle of downtown pull a whip into the curb. a cats go and purchase everything that they serving. See the D circle the block they so observant. They ain't getting through the door unless its knocked down. we don't let the cops in this a cop out. some have finished collage, some a dropout. like f** selly man yeh, i heard she was giving brains in an alleyway, so if you want to graduate homie you gon have to pay. yeah, the kind of debt that you can't escape, even if you change our name like you clashes Ca**ius clay. Uh, rest in peace to the legend, i bet prince got ring side seats in heaven
[verse 3: HI - REZ]
Give it away, Give it away, Give it away now. Breaking the chains going insane up in the brain now. gripping the grain sipping a drank up in the range k**ing the stage we in the same boy you are lame stay in your lane now. All the girls who used to drop me, now hit me up to remind me that they knew me back in high school but non of ya'll was riding with me. Even the teaches told me quit but i didn't listen to them, so i started skipping school because i had a vision to change the world for the better, change the chatter, but i do better under pressure. We'll remember that non of this last for ever. Sipping the juice, getting me loose, if you in love with me chugging a deuce, nothing to lose breaking the rules, dont need permission to do what i do, what i do. doin what im doin and doin it well, my souls not up for sale mentally living in jail, getting back up when i fail. never up in the mix... what up b what up 6!