[Intro] We're gonna do a song... That you've never heard before [Bridge] I disappointed what my mother be, coolin with some double D b**hes who want that bubbly, bubbly [Verse 1] Scheming, they called the minister for me Its minister [?] and therefore [?] the 40, that I'm drinking, had enough that my shawty finish it for me The finisher, minus Mr. C, from heron to teron Sick sh** from outta the head, I got my hair on Living where n***as bear arms, cops watch it and stare on Ga**ed up, they pa** out after the lungs hit it These b**hes dimwitted and dumbwitted, I done did it all f** that, I done did it raw, got some sour and a towel, slipped it under the door, lit the flame Getting high as hell as I excel, the L's turn to O's when I excel Sellers and buyers dwell, you by yourself to buy yourself a lifeline We buyers to the ticket we be dipping when the light shine My residence ain't hesitant to leave a n***a missing, that's what I told the amateur and the chump didn't listen Forever keep it cool and me city keep it real, word to Jigga, pull the trigger (trigga) then its k**, k**, k**, k**, k** [Hook: x2] I give 'em something they could feel You lose in my shoes cuz its nothing you could fill The Prince of the game and that's word to Uncle Phil I be willing to make a k**ing, n***a you know the deal [Bridge] I disappointed what my mother be, coolin with some double D b**hes who want that bubbly, bubbly [Verse 2] f** it, I'm wildin, I can't afford a case, caught a case of liquor then fornicate with your sister or daughter cake Make a [?] of a loner in my room, and my momma said she'll kick me out soon So the drama said I'm grinding on the regular, victories obtained And my style is picture perfect, let me picture perfect game See the top out Russian [?] you n***as play Russian Roulette It took a couple shots, never fuss it, it wasn't rooted, I'm on And to the mix, rap give me a fix A lot of clones call it home and it'a getting me sick They don't know about the art and what they doing it for, they need to push to start, to start pulling on the musical cord, sh** But I be on my cool tip, when I'm bumping the Q-Tip, questing around Queens, I'll probably hop on the Q6 Who sicker than the kid? Do you even gotta question? My 16's could add a lesson to your Adulessons And that'll never be changed, like a rocket I'm popping at you The name is Kidaf and I'm rocking The Rotten Apple What it is hoe? [Hook: x2] I give 'em something they could feel You lose in my shoes cuz its nothing you could fill The Prince of the game and that's word to Uncle Phil I be willing to make a k**ing, n***a you know the deal [Outro] Yo, Yo get his legs, get his legs I got him, I got him Watch ya'self, watch his f**ing head, watch his f**ing head! I got it, I got it! What the f** is wrong with you?! Yo check his pockets tho, might be mula in their Yo he dead?