[Interlude]
Hiro
Walk away
In a summer rain
And know that loneliness
Is all you gain

[Intro: Young Stunna]
Uh, we money
This our night
Chello, what up n***a?
Uh, 'Mone, I see you
Yeah, we gon' fuck 'em up one time
Yeah, smooth, uh, uh

[Chorus: Young Stunna]
Neck and wrist be glistinin', that's water, uh
Thinkin' how far we came from that corner, uh
Same hoes used to curb me, they all turned to stalkers
I got a plan to turn my goons to bosses, Lambos, we don't do the Porsches
N***as fake, got lane switched, still here, who I came with
Tryna get the game rich, now let's get back to basics
'Member nights my stomach touched, nobody had love for us
Ds was outside huntin', don't come 'round here like you one of us

[Verse 1: Vic Damone]
Workin' overtime, sippin' fine wine when it's dinnertime (Uh)
Currently beefin' with a friend of mine (Haha)
I hate to do some shit that I regret
'Cause my conscious never steered me wrong yet
They on the steps, I'm plottin' on a check to get a jet from out the 'jects
But we skip over the love to get respect, my n***a let's
Talk more money and less stress, my address
Is one-five-nine and dollar sign in the flesh
You lookin' at the motherfuckin' best, n***a (Fuckin' best, n***a)
Step out your circle, be my motherfuckin' guest, n***a (Be my motherfuckin' guest, n***a)
I talk dirty to you dirty n***as
Act like you woke, I'm at your throat at 7:30, n***a
Since corduroys beepin' corner boys played the corner store
With a quarter-water tryna knock a quarter off
What you corny n***as talkin' for?
I'm talkin' raw to the CB4, don't make me pop out like a CD door
[Chorus: Young Stunna]
Neck and wrist be glistinin', that's water, uh
Thinkin' how far we came from that corner, uh
Same hoes used to curb me, they all turned to stalkers
I got a plan to turn my goons to bosses, Lambos, we don't do the Porsches
N***as fake, got lane switched, still here, who I came with
Tryna get the game rich, now let's get back to basics
'Member nights my stomach touched, nobody had love for us
Thieves was outside huntin', don't come 'round here like you one of us

[Verse 2: Chello]
Prices on my head so the coupe dropped, dollars in tube socks
I'm tryna dodge the rain, but ain't no shade on this rooftop
Did my thang in the boondocks, wildin' since my stoop hop
Was too hot, stuffin' nine shells in the ooh-wop
For saints, it was craftmatic servin' all the smack addicts
Hustle like a Mexican amigi im from that fabric
Two birds in the Jansport, we some different backpackers
Soon as I leave the stu', I'm hittin' the trap like, "What's the mathematics?"
Been savin' since the playground, 'cause I was taught to stay down
Plottin' on a Royce, start shootin' in the Wraith now
Bust down for you to come 'round, politickin' uptown
Price is kinda high, I'm tryna see how I can shut down
Family is tradition, swore to stay committed
To the motherfuckin' grind so I'm rarely in the trenches
Still kick it with my dogs even if it's rare to get a visit
I'm nothin' like these rappers, don't compare me to them n***as
Gone
[Chorus: Young Stunna]
Neck and wrist be glistinin', that's water, uh
Thinkin' how far we came from that corner, uh
Same hoes used to curb me, they all turned to stalkers
I got a plan to turn my goons to bosses, Lambos, we don't do the Porsches
N***as fake, got lane switched, still here, who I came with
Tryna get the game rich, now let's get back to basics
'Member nights my stomach touched, nobody had love for us
Ds was outside huntin', don't come 'round here like you one of us