[Produced By: Kato] [Intro] K-K-Kato on the track, b**h [Verse 1] I prayed for my enemies, I told the lord to bless the both of us Papa threw the deuces, but f** it, I never hold grudges My worst fear is to die broke Life in the jungle would rip the horns off a rhino Music always been a part of us, mama was never hard on us I was always worried when she had to ride the MARTA bus Started drinking young, cause them Koreans never carded us Young and black, but they didn't give a f** and it was obvious Lifestyle of a dope boy is simply captivating To n***as turning Master Splinter on the affidavit I'm j**ish with the bread, every dollar's calculated These n***as sideways, this nine'll get them calibrated I'm just a dreamer asking God to shine a little light These n***as soft and they'll probably die in a pillow fight I'm smoking hashish out of a silver pipe I told that b**h to run the j**els, word to k**er Mike Promethazine and Sprite on ice, when I ain't feeling right I ain't concerned about vices, b**h, I'm just living life These hoes gon' let us cut, just like a kitchen knife I'm on that kryptonite, I break them when I flip the dykes I eat beats and then I spit the bone, a pistol's chrome Catch me in the old school, bumping Vic Damone Mister Benton home, n***as get to falling back Cash rules everything and n***a, I want alladat [Hook] f** the world, b**h, I want alladat Cash rules, n***a, gimme alladat I ain't playing, I want alladat Kicking down your door, b**h, gimme alladat I want alladat, n***a, gimme alladat I want alladat, n***a, gimme alladat I want alladat, n***a, gimme alladat I want alladat, n***a, gimme alladat [Verse 2] Name a n***a in my city that can f** with me Besides the OG's, y'all p**y n***as is weak Nightmare On Elm Street, put these n***as to sleep Old frog a** n***a, I dare you f*ggots to leap Lame a** n***as can't walk in these pair of shoes Jump out airplanes and shoot at coupes, while I parachute High as a paratroop, old school like a pair of Troops Rappers wear a suit, cause this bully gon' bury you I'll disable y'all, n***as agitated like the cable off Southern n***as spilling hot sauce on the tablecloth Think the god's soft, then this K about to break them all p**y a** n***as getting jealous cause we taking off Imma feast, got your b**h cooking quiche Hundred grand at my n***a's grave, may he rest in peace Kick game like a priest, I told you, I'm s**er free Politic with rich Jews, while spilling wine on a fleece Toast to tomorrow I'm sipping wine on a beach I rhyme like a beast, the nine inside the Caprice Garbage a** n***a, your f**ing lines is weak And you can lose life if you f** with mine, capiche? I've been this way, show you how the switch blade, penetrate I f** hoes, that look like Gabourey Sidibe I stuff bricks in a pillow case and hit your face These narcotics got me feeling, like I sit in space Cash rules everything around me Money over b**hes, told these lame a** hoes to get around me Eastide k**er, I came from DeKalb county A-Town's royal, you motherf**ers should crown me [Hook]