hit the strip and i serve it
i'm comin' to get with you in person
throwin' at you 'til i flip the suburban
all my businesses flourish
i'm on my way to my yacht
i put a six on the dock like julius erving
i know my nigga's sisters is hurtin'
but got his sentences concurrent
that ain't get him discouraged
got another homie in prison for murder
he would let his gun clap and fire at anyone that would try it
watchin' his baby mothers cry
his mama ain't shed a tear
she know that come with this life
his kids was young when son got the time
won't see his daughter graduate
can't teach his son how to drive
now you see where i get this ambition from and this drive
i'm iller than anyone that's alive
bought the benz truck and the maybach with no lights
and straight from dealership
not from the auction with the low prices
a long way from sellin' white and runnin' from the po-lices
you niggas know who flow nicest
raise the bar like coke prices
been my nigga since grammar school
i don't know how to handle it
you leave them knots in your chest