all we chase is paper
the fuck you think?
smoke o.g. kush
then pour my drink
no time to think about the broads we've laid
flip this work
then we can all get paid
go against me
that's a no-no
i hit the tree like sonny bono
scooped your wifey up
let's make a porno
in love with revolvers
but keep a auto
my niggas creep
the lord know
trying to take it as far as fargo
blanc castellano
no assassination
my team's ready
never look light
same reason why we seem heavy
never got no rest
couldn't hold a dream steady
my team's deadly
played invincible
before we seen the pellys
watching belly
my aura was sincere
like
m&g fried chicken eating on a beer night
rappers mad gay now
all these niggas queer-like
beef 'll have you paranoid
like have you ever feared life?
have you ever sold a pack
middle of winter?
timberland thermals underneath
hustling for dinner
i get it on
on a sunny day i'm bringing the storm
got your wifey texting what to wear?"