[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Facts only
Uh this that hip hop n***a
That run up in your jails get your shit rocked n***a
It's for my [?] spot n***as
[?], not the Rick Fox n***a
Get your jaw socked quicker
No athority, you's a mall cop n***a
I'm a hustler, got 4 or 5 businesses
Cheques for all my n***as
Uh this that hip hop n***a
That run up in your jail get your shit rocked n***a
This for my [?] spot n***as
[?] not Rick Fox n***a
Get your jaw socked quicker
No athority, you's a mall cop n***a
I'm a hustler, got 4 or 5 businesses
Get cheques for all my n***as
Master of the slick talk, DZA, you stick figure
You hungry n***a and you bitter
The selfish shit, I just might cop the [?]
I just want the [?] like [?]
N***as petty hustling and they rap too
[?] you pack, watch me shift it off the roof
You drug lords, the shit they talk about is outraidgous
Tell you ain't been in the game cause your numbers outdated
Come on
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Is you feeling what should be done?
Is you silly, is you dumb?
Is you really getting 1's?
Is you really a real n***a, or is it that time of the month?
Is you really bout that life, or is you trying to front?
Everybody wanna be the man
First you gotta be a man
Simple shit you don't understand
I am who I am
You dance around the truth with your life doing the running man
Petty like a car thief
[?] bar tweek
[?] like a n***a [?]
Bosses don't do laundry
[?] get off me
This goes out to all them dudes that choose to use disrespectfull views
On the [?]
Godfather, you [?]
It's looking like [?]