[Verse 1]:
My Rasta OG look like Ziggy in Shark Tales
I feel like Rockwell, somebodv’s watchin’ me out there
N***as rats they tryn’ negotiate you know they gon start tellin’
.448 on the pot scales, my shop sells
I’m in a world of designer sweatsuits & hundred-dollar cocktails
Too many Dame Dashes and not enough Roc-Fellas
I spice the game up like oxtails when I rap
These n***as livin’ a lie, they just sound good when they rap you know the product’s top tier
I’ll have my junkie sniff that Betty Whitе for 99 years
My money all clearеd
Hunnid strippers in the crib like I’m Paul Pierce
But everytime I think about you, to this day, I drop tears
If I was there, I would’ve never let ‘em do you like that
12 ain’t solving murders, all we can do is gat-gat-gat-gat
This shit crazy, n***a
Payback’s a bitch, nobody saving you n***as
Not even God

[Verse 2]:
I’ll have my young boy go Mayweather on ‘em
Is you on my side or not?
Cause I hate opponents
Riding through my city bumpin’ Shades of Culture
Leave you slumped like
Like empty drinks and roaches
So much evil in this world I’d rather save the Joker
Unc’ like N.O.R.E. on the Drink Champs
Hot grabba came in with the fish stamp
We gon’ have this bitch lookin’ dirty ‘til the
Shit stank
I’m like Nemo out the fish tank
I’m flushin’ all my opps like a shit stain
Pour the whole 8 like I don’t care what the shit says
I’m only focused on my money
I don’t care what that bitch said
I’m only focused on my money
I don’t care what that bitch said
[Outro: Nicholas Craven, Mike Shabb, & Cyrano]
Shadow Moses
Be independent, bro
Shoutout à tous les homeboys businessmen dans le game
Qui fucking run toutes les mé—
Différents rappers, mais comme, ils vont jamais me toucher
Mhm
On va peut-être faire des petits deals parce que j'les aime
Puis, comme, les gars y'ont du bread
Mais comme, t'sais à part ça, moi c'est moi là
Moi j'vais jamais, comme, t'sais
Craven ça va toujours être Craven
J'peux light une ciggy?
Yeah