they had me dodgin' the law
while i was serving my raw
though i was young in the game
i just bought that fifty pack
and with barely could ease
that fifty pack fit the peas
i got mo' cheese than kraft
but teachers laughed at me
they asked me what would i be with out my damn degree
i told them they would see me on t.v. and videos
i know that i can do all things
cause now i make my beats
and pain was my stepping stone
even my own'll do me wrong
but y'all a never stop me
'cause see i got this game in order
started off with a fifty pack
catching that thing from the border
and leave my enemies crying
so you can stop ya' tryin'
okay my money was mandatory
it's plenty niggas with promises
all they want is that butter
and i was after a monoply
be the hitler of this game
i'm counting money every morning from the previous night
heard he packing 'em tight
i'm right where i wanted to be
ain't no mo' fifty packs for me
and i'm sure that you agree that i be hard to stop
i went from block to block
and now these haters are hot
cause i done locked the counter
because i know that they 'round me
found me laughing at these pussy boys
while y'all be shooting for attention
and who i'm with don't matter
cause i'm gone handle my own
got them down south georgia boys in case you get wrong
it won't be long 'till doctors doing autopsy
its' gone send back to me
cause y'all can't stop me
started off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarter
catching that thing from the border
so y'all can stop ya' tryin'
send a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla'
and they say that that's a small price
if ya' stuck between a small life
i can't see myself going out
put the bomb on the stadium
from the school of hard knocks
so i make it my duty to be richer than rudy
cause this here pay way mo'
and ain't no mo' lettin' me ride
be starrin' down the barrel of that autie
tell the judge that they besta pop me
i'm only comfortable when i got on that grind with what
with a a.k. and with a couple of banana clips
better hush when i hit that hip
i take game and call it stayin'
i leave ya' mamma asking ya' baby what's the matter
from down south georgia bitch
that cost ain't even worth conversation
the pastor of the true congregation
blood wasting if ya' cross me
now its' slug for a slug!
june bug know i lay 'em low