Verse 1
Uh, Yeah, Look, I'm Just Five Six, But The Money Six Feet
& If You Look In My Backyard, Sticking Up Is Six Feet
& If You Want I'll Make Your Grave Six Feet
Ya Girl Eating Bread Off Me, She Said She Like That Dick Wheat
Yeah, Hold Up, Let Me Quit Talking About The Same Shit
Shot Out To Gucci Mane, You Make That Lame Shit
I Don't Even Commit Crimes, I Get Framed Bitch
I'm Rapping For Stone Kings, & To Entertain Bitch
Uh, Yeah I Swear I Kill Every Verse
You Try & Diss Me, Thinking It'll Hurt Me, but it never Works
Yeah, Young Hollis, He make good shit for Women
I swear this Music Will Get Your Head To Spinnin'
& it's Stone Kings, & I Swear We Winnin'
God Forgives, Thank Him, Cause we all Sinnin'
R. Kelly Is a Pervert, who called a girl & Got to Pissin'
Yeah, I Don't Look at Porn, they say it Corrupts the Mind
So If You Find Some Playboy under the bed, I Swear It Ain't Mine
I'm a Blood, But I Skateboard, & I be on my Grind
Yo, I Got money trees, all Y'all got is pine's

Verse 2:
Yeah, Supra's On, & I Got On Some Levi's
All We do is kill music, & I Swear we don't try
You try & insult us, but we never cry
The Bloods Getting Stronger, & the C's Gettin' Dry
& I Swear, this music HOT!, so Y'all gettin' fried
And The rumors fake, Cash Money ain't gettin' Plies
Yeah, & My dad Never gives one Fuckin' Phone Call
Fresh Money Got Game, So Ya Know we Gon' Ball
Go Ahead And Talk ya Shit, Cause we on Y'all
Yeah, F.M.E, That's The Team
And These N***as Know, We're The Best They've Ever heard & seen
I Got The AK By My Bed, So don't attempt, to Crawl through my screen
Yeah, & It's Stone Kings Til, Me & Jacob Die
Don't even worry about the haters cause they go die
They can't even touch this Flow, but they go try
Uh, Flyer Than a Eagle
Ya Like Part One to the album, well this is the Sequel
Yeah, Stone Kings For As Long As I Shall Live
Y'all N***as Chicken, Like Baby Dibs
Uh, Fuck With a Blood, end up with broken bones
& I Kill every single song
I Know Ya Love this shit, but now I'm Gone