[Verse 1 Phil Walker]
Now All praise this n***a
God bless 44's and the trigger
Smoking gun quitter
Reading Psalms of the blicker
Verse 2 hearse you wrote the scriptures
So I determine ya faith
Put dope in that ba**
Razor buck 150 ya face
All In the spot in the place
You can press this young Harlem cat
I come out smoother then Mase
And I'm back at it gA gA gA again
Said she brought her girl over
Said don't look at her friend
Well I can pretend but I'm thinking Karen "super head"
And last name be Stephens
They jumped in my Benz
I chauffeured
(mmmhjhjmmmm) I threw dick in her friend!
Moral of the story right?
Pimped her like I'm dolomite
Went for 3 real clutch Robert horry like
Brighter then a solar light
Haters like I know he right
Pushing all that snow
I never pedal like a motor bike
I'm outa sight & out my mind
Lacerations on the pigmentation cuz
Digging through they minds
I believe im the God of Rap!
These n***as can't hold me back!!!!
Throw up signs like zodiac
See me snapping for the cheese so y'all know that I can trap
Drinking snapples
Flip the top because I'm looking for the facts
f** the lies play ya cards right I ain't trynna deal with that uhh!
It like a hidden agenda
Ill never surrender
My state of mind gone it be back in November
We slaughter beginners
I come off like hinna
You go lost like cinda-rella
But a fella
So I'm aiming at slippers
You naming I'm banging the game is the stainless act tuff u Acquainted
My n***as bout they business so they suited for cases, so f** the patients
[Verse 2 Jae Tips]
My girl want a crib and we Planning on a move
Got fired from my job
But I'm still on my 2s
Carolina blues
f** nudies and trues
Cause they all in the hood like that penny n***a shoes
Sipping on the booze
In my Jordan Number 2s
Somewhere out in soho
But should be on a cruise
I be on the move
New n***as on the block
I'm from where chickens on garm showing titties don't pop
And where n***as n***as throwing
Dirt for wrong hoes
You heard fleeshard
These n***as go hard
s**ing all this dick need a knee guard
You wanna be us
We wanna be god
A God
What u say gawd
I'm on that f**ing muthaf**ing juice
Like I'm a rod
We don't play fair
We just play cards
Got b**hes in the city swiping
Goyard
Young Dum hoes on that dum sh**
100 b**hes in line cause I don't cum quick
Boogie down Bronx and I run sh**
Bumping that Dom K
In my Don C
Trill n***a I am
Sipping don P
Ball so hard I'm chauncey
Get these wack muthaf**as up off me
Jacking my style ill torch em
Wrote alot of verses out of boredom
But now its all for the fame and the stardom
Real n***a I'm a muthaf**ing problem
Grew up balling outta Harlem
Little east I'm a muthaf**ing beast
But now I'm flooding these streets
With this muthaf**ing heat
k**ing these beats
Bow bow
With this automatic flow
Gunning for the top and we gunning for the dough betccch