[Intro]
I live by creed, no Apollo
Only a few things I follow
The light, loyalty, and honor
And it's death over dishonor
Bitch, I stay rockin' designer
That Gucci, Louie, and Prada
All my n***as 'bout that guala
I get caught, I don't know nothin'

[Verse 1]
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got something to say, but I ain't never listening
'Cause most of these new n***as be bitches and
Most of these new shootings at innocents
But I came from the slums with my n***as
Remember days when I used to share crumbs with my n***as
Free Shotta, free Spazz, they was my n***as
You the type to get in that jam and go run on your n***as, but
I ain't never been the type, n***a
You don't wanna shoot dice, don't gamble with your life, n***a
'Cause everything gon' come with a price, n***a
Boy, I'm from the Pole, where it's colder than ice, n***a
And we coming from your head like lice, n***a
And we sticking through your crib like mice, n***a
N***as coming for my cake and my pie, but I swear I'ma die 'fore I let 'em get a slice, n***a
'Cause I work too hard for this shit
N***as want me to stop, but hell nah, I won't quit
Firm grip on the pole, I ain't ballin' the fist
Straight for the buzzer beater, hell nah, I won't miss
Straight swish on that head, no body
Better get back, I ain't playin' with nobody
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