i ain't talking dalmatians up under the sun
you either coming with some products or you coming for loot
i'm coming with the peace so i'm chucking the deuce
i ain't tryna run a train i'm just in the caboose
and i'm tryna give these niggas the truth
i ain't 'bout to spazz on 'em
rubbing on her body just like a masseuse
and it's money like a hobby for you to seduce
but if you blink twice nigga you can maduse
i pray that you niggas all playing fair
you can't help but stare as you face the glare
i'm not up on in short yellow
with a helmet on my head while i'm eating marshmallows
playing jigsaw while i'm picking off devils
i can rock this shit on all levels
i'm like a hundred kilos stuffed in the prius
i'm going hard 'til they free us
let me put some season in this gumbo
let me put some season in this gumbo
have you ever put your hand over fire just to see what you could tolerate?
and you can find no escape
life is a dominatrix waiting for shit to pollinate
to make you mind your mistakes
charged up 'cause this ghetto got me scarred up
i'm the child with the crookedest smile
look at what the star bucks
you can't swim if you don't paddle
wake up in the morning with my nose to the gravel
for that federal reserve note
that's when i noticed the switch niggas just turned coats
it's the way of the world
carry the weight of the world
from the night i was born
to be the eye of the tiger in the eye of the storm
just get on your a-game when it's time to perform
and i can show you what it feels like
the moment they want you defeated but yet you still fight
let me put some season in this gumbo
let me put some season in this gumbo