[Intro]
Yeah
80
What up
New Crack Era
Most certainly
Huh
What it look like


[Verse]
Yeah
Fiends in the spot burning the brillo
My little homie get a turn at the window, he turned up
That’s what learned up, we went down every road
Give me a reason to leave him, I bet he owes
My gun got a body and semi nose
Ain’t a name that the precinct already knows
They brought me up, I brought army trucks
Dollar bills, in God we trust
Wasn’t for luck, I wouldn’t have any
That’s what kept me squeezing until the mag empty
Got something to say, address me
You little n***as won’t past Century
Drag him out the exit door
We don’t buy guns, we invest in war
By the time you hear us coming, you’ll be stressed for sure
When there’s never worry ‘bout who kept the score
Police shackled the whole crew
To get the kingpin with the castle and good tooth
Get him skinned for tobacco and cold soup
Come home, same handle, was no fluke
They get personal with the plaintiffs
No judge merciful at arraignments
Study law and play the books
You know where we are, I’m staying put
It’s looking like the old days again
Minus the new shit, I’m secluded
I won’t make the trends
No loose lips, I shoot ships
He ain’t know it was real until he faked it
And I ain’t got to say no homo, I’ll leave you naked
Still gunning in my Asics
You know how they get