[Verse 2:Loaded Lux]

War scars from the boulevard
Scam after scam can't pull a job
Swear the God its like I'm playing in the bully's yard
Moneys off Track… Im just trying to get my ball back on
Tell me where I went wrong at?
I bought a Hoopty that I brought back
Seen the damages on Car-Fax
See my n***as get they jaw crack
Its a half a brick
You gave me silver dollar pancake
You short stacks
Cough that or coffin
Ain't no call back or auctioning with boss men
I lost ten but made twenty
?Staring at the centerstage, send me
Ain't a drop of lemonade in me
Mean for that green
I got a crush like Miss Piggy
Ima do part twos till I'm Lil Wayne's envy
?He can feel the game friendly all he want?
Im going line for line
Trying to beat you to the punch
While I beat you to a pulp
Orange Juice Simpson with the coke
How I start flipping and chopping them white bitches
?See all that? wouldn't leave a penny at the doormat
In and out, like a straw hat… Breeze through
Fall back when the floor pack
It's like I'm listening to Bobby, the way I play the Wall Mack (Womack)
?Sick from the format?
?Fist off the far rack?
Im all that, and a bag of Bontons
Don Juan DeMarco
Give her the cargo and the car go
Packing in the white like Harpo
So meet my Ms. Winfrey ?Pawn/Part? entry
She will ride round five the you semi (See me)
My other half
They cutting back on my momma staff
And getting gas in that Honda bad on her last
Type shit that make you fight with N***as you tight with
Brought my dog like Mike Vick
I need my money right ?quick?