fuck you think

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?"