[Verse 1: AG]
You know we got it sewn for now
Cause I throws it down
Plus I'm frozen down with a golden sound
Where that lye at?
I blow blunt backwards n***a try that
That expose these high acts
To my rap when my gat blow I's more than just about rap
Strong hold a giant and his fam
I doubt that gonna make cats flip with or without rap
But still makin' hits n***a where your mouth at?
How's that?
Bounce the track with a rap I doubt you pack
I'm straight up motherf** yo cats is out the back
I must confess I smoke bless
Blessed to make to the loot investin' my troops
And holdin' my rests known for chest in arrest
Home alone with some dame
Name the weed Sharon cause I'm stone
I rock the five the dire
The next stop is the money train
See me in the Range then you know that the money came
[Verse 2: AG]
Want to be blown retarded I got a jones for dollars
And if you known what I know you'll say 'those n***as hit the hardest'
Roll with known robbers but still burn scholar
With PhDs my degrees is 360
Merked off in the zero that follows the 50
I believe i can fly even higher than these trees get me
I brought the desert E's with me
With more clips than a bag of roaches
I'm mad explosive
Keep watchin' y'all fowl like judges in boxin'
Out fox'em you better hold your head it's not an option
Exel on the spot
You're shell shocked
I show n***as first it was a catch and kiss
Now n***a catch a dick
Like 62 grams I flip quick
A brick couldn't slow me down
Cause only I hold me down
Now these hoes change faces
They want to stroke me now
Cause they know its me but my next move is to get O.U.T'
[Verse 3]
A-yo in God's name I grab mics and create flames
And blaze sh** leave 'em in amazement with basics
Face it, I'm the dopest in here
Checking for the second baddest b**h
Cause the first is who I came with
I peeped 'em fiending, to Roc Raida, play it again
We got 'em leaning, like some D that's rated a ten
You sport the ice and rock the Rolie
I done that
But here's a j**el a n***a once told me
Run that!
It's real feeling steel on your back
Listen closely now I tote gats for sh** like that
On the rise to the top, they wanna take what we got
But Allah is the master planner so let's plot
n***a front like my sh** ain't hot, I go bananas
Similar to Scanners on some unidentified sh**
So peep the livest, don't sleep cause I don't like surprises
The Bronx got more stripes than tigers