[Intro] (Moss) Moss, let's go [Verse] Yow, yow I tell the G's to pay respect unto disabled vets When in the place of rest Pray in tech, pray d**h Praise the chef Main event, lobster tails, crab cones Master hotels with gla** floors Push them out yo face and pay your net For c**aine and step Gold chains is wet Slow pace for pet Go place your bets Lowkey finesse Broke bandages Translate to full magnum clips Niga dollar's worth the pain or no canvases I'm Mount Rushmore I'm where the stone faced gangstas live That's who I run for Where we hold them big stacks of bricks Stacks to flip Bags to stiff I'm the American dream Speed and bags a piff With my hand on my dick To even the ghost Master likes to eat till she cold Where them early guns to make sure The beretta was pure Pure but client fell And I felt you can't yet define hell So be very particular to whom you try to sell Aye yo my Johnny Blast fast full of Johnny Cash Stacks fat as Mami's a** I'm stretching n***as like Pilates cla** Cornerstones main ringers sorta like I'm Corleone Positive you my son just like the Maury show Off you go real identifier On my streets pull me some petrifier You call a dealer justified I'm a triple 3, have a G, half a B Naturally me So in it, ‘No Limit,' Master P Fax k**er, tax biller My whole back guerillas We mash up the base, we crack dealers Them bow wow's and fine b**hes Living the life where I shine Haters on the side no eye witness As they should though What's good yo Get a n***a Moe, some of the milk yo I am not a rapper I am greatness personified My words are murder My statement's a homicide