(Verse1)
Well we can toast
To the lost of my memory
That's what i know motherf**er
God close but the Devil got hold loc
The dark win everytime
Got your broad & did everything
But leave her dry
Flip 5 into 5000 thirty times
If odds were on my side
I'd prefer the dime
Not just nickel bag 5s
That'll slurp and slime
And if I make them choke
Oh my guys I'm on my 31
Itching to seeing a piece
Of mind until I'm getting
A piece of mind
I'm in your house bussing
Loud like 30 guns
Dope piled up like
I'm the new Tony Montana
Dope game hoping
For that fire propane , smoking
n***a this that c**aine
Pure white for the low mane
So in wee hours I just hope
That I'll be ok
(Chorus)
When its 2:30
In the morning
I'm still lurkin
And still going
My shoes dirty
From in the mud
If you hurt
I'll still stomp
If you working
For what you want
That dollar sign
And you want
That new money
That new money
(Verse2)
Well we can toast
I done found out the remedy
I had the halo now a n***a
Hang low from the boys
Cause they see he high
Thats right I'll own up to it
I am just a pawn in my century
Fit to the image of what is the industry
Standard call the infantry damaged
The culture been infiltrated
With scandals and enemies
Dammit I lose my head
When receiving your energy
Watching as if I'm in the discussion
I'm on the offense
Russell Wilson I'm tossing
The Superbowl behold
Dispose of all probable causes
I'm on the offense
Just incase you been offended
Crazy to see the talk
Merge to over our end
When it's all & all
& when it's over I'm on & on
& i'll be strong
Bussing hard & my foes be gone
Until then I'm dumping on everyone
Before the sunrise
(chorus)