Uh, I'm in da prison pissin, lookin for niggas that's dissin
Cop a smith n Wesson leave em dead and never miss em
Took his bitch but I ain't mad because she never kissed him
Im just a product of the tea that everybody sippin nowadays
Every nigga wanna get paid but ain't no brothers in the system
Pavin the way for niggas like me
So I got a mic and took couple fire beats
I guess it's time to eat
I don't go home to momma givin greets and now my pops is buggin too
So I think it's time for me to leave
And be upon my P's and Q's
But a nigga waiting for his queue
It's time to show these niggas what I do when I'm in the booth
Giving bitches chills
Niggas saying chill
But imma have to put this muthaf*cka in my will
Before I die, imma show the world what is really real
And I'm finna kill any nigga that wanna get on a track
Run that shit back
I heard it twice and boy it's still whack
What you really gonna do about that
You acting like you gonna cock back and let that shit click clack
I'm sorry jack just get back before you get smacked because you niggas really lackin
The steelo, I got it like I'm neo
Dodging niggas cause they bitches
Saying I'm they hero
These niggas ain't shit, and all they bank accounts on zero
The joke is, they really tryna laugh at me tho
So, I shrug it off then I walk
Put in a track
If you listening to this shit, I hope you know I'm back
Yeah I'm back, and I'll be here forever
And as long as I'm in this shit then imma keep up the pressure
These niggas can't step to me, spiritually or mentally
I'll leave you with a disability if you wanna F with me
F*ckin niggas, always acting like they got f*cking problems
Everybody Wanting Louis, Gucci, Prada or red bottoms
I'd rather be read about, up inside of these columns
A cover from complex, so I can say I got it
For all of my niggas cause I know we all came from the bottom...
Yeah