Intro: Can I talk to yall for a minute See the game has become a lil twisted See u gotta cat like me I'mma east coast playa Str8 from up state Then you got my man Cam he a west coast playa Then you got my homey saafir..se he a westsiiiiderrr!! And we get down like dis Cam: You See I'm standing strong But still don't wanna break no bread Now yall gonna think I'm wrong when I start going up side your head Str8 left you for dead And that's the reason why I still be riding on these n***as like giddyup horsey ride I'm on the wind on my saddle Bout to herd up some cattle Cut the head of a snake and save the rattle You willing to battle Partna but you fail to see you losing the war I stand up for what I believe in not leaving enough to score Bet to show that yall can't ignore my rep for making people shout Whether popping they a** on stage..or socking they a** on out I'm like Luke on this money..Dont stop! Get it Get it..down south they bout it! bout it! But out west we Widdit Widdit If you fools admit it Maybe you wouldn't be on the ground And everything would be OK I wouldn't have to lay u you down Yall haters ain't doing me no harm I'm still rich Just like Old Macdonald on his farm.bia bia ittch! Chorus: n***as be hating me constantly plotting downfall But I ain't scared of none of Yall Watch how daddy ball "I ain't scared of none of yall watch how daddy ball" too short (3X) Saafir: Now watch how daddy ball on all of yall While yall plotting for my downfall Always gotta watch my back around yall When I touch the turf, everybody slow down sh** is getting worse, cuz ain't no money in the town
For what its worth, I have to give my hustle a rebirth Research another circuit, so I can really work it I'm sick of sending ripples down the stream of ounces In order to triple my scratch on the scheme of things I'm bouncing' Outta town to get mined f** these mousetraps n***as fighting over cheese like rats My whole family is against me, pullin out gats, what type of sh** is that? You got me strapped with a tight grip When I'm around fools they tight lipped But want to jaw jack me to d**h around a tight b**h I know the script but while you stuck on some town sh** I be ballin nationwide bound b**h! Chorus (3X) Saafir: One year later with from inflated plan Just me and my man, touching back down in the town But in the background, wishing into whispering He's back! With all the scratch and all the contact Now what Yall lack contracts mackin the gats (I got that)? See I'm mobbing with a permanent plan, you say he came up quick (damn) While you still on the corner standing in quick sand You think you know what time it is, but your hourgla** Let the hour pa** right by you Why fool? You should have taken more than an hourgla** in high school Instead of snorting dog coughing wit your tweaking a** I speak fast, stick a move in and out Now I'm the man with all the clout Nothing but big sh**, mobbing in big a** whips Own big ships, floating on big battle ships f** a yacht,I'm trynna own a block like the Jewish Watch how daddy ball this year Saafir knew it! I'mma tell yall one more time..listen! Chorus (3X) (fades)You can't get me..you can't get my crew