[Verse: Zombie Juice]
Gotta get this cheddar, man, but fuck the fame
Go deep in the game but sharks don't sink gotta focus on my cream (Cream)
And life is what you make it
Don't count my money homie, round up roaming with the lonely
One for my n***as, two for the hoes
Ain't no pussy like new pussy, I'm tryna get them drawers
Funky bitches, they tryna burn you up like napalm
Exploding, open my eyes, then I'm ghosting
Don't blink, baby, just don't think
Take it all in, for Christ's sake
Sour on the hour every hour after hour
Power, power to my sisters and my n***as doing digits
Soon we'll overpower, come together, devour
We shower the media, drug paraphernalia
Craft is mathematical, shrooms stomach compatible
Rational radical blastin' the masses, the powerful
So don't blame we if you tryin' to do drugs
Don't blame we if your shit's a fuckin' dud
Muddy waters, black Timbs I breach borders
Servin' quarters, crooked cops, federal orders
Extortion, n***as get lost, paid the fortune
I'm wicked as sauce, I'm really the source, them n***as is frauds, I see it often
How you a boss with a pink tie on?
I know n***as that'd eat you for your dub and your sneakers
Bang, bang, chopper hit, sing it like Aretha
New-school n***a with an old-school flow
Getting show money, flip that shit like a ho
Getting drug money, probably get you for your O's
And life is hard, when you think about the old
Past situations got your heart feeling cold
Better off dead, death before dishonor
Death ain't nothin', but a heart beat away
Steez is gone, now let's pray
That's forty-seven hundred n***as waitin' for the day