[Hook]
Made it back home with the whole thing takedown
When I was getting it off of breakdowns
I been in shootouts with the opps, fed raids and shakedowns
‘Cause we was getting it off of breakdowns
The plug got knocked with a gun, so that n***a upstate now
When we was getting it off of breakdowns
Quarter million down in Cape Town, surprised I ain’t face trial
I always get it off of breakdowns

[Verse 1]
This shit was rough, I had to make tough decisions
Thinking back over ties that I cut with sis
So much powder on the counter, I had to dust the kitchen
And the prices so low, they think the plug a midget
I ain’t stumble over luck and get it, it ain’t that
You know I put mine up, they go to clubs and spend it
Run that flick shit, I was still juggling business
In the trap, me and Jay Rock bagging bundles in it
Said he beat me out some paper, then you know he a liar, n***a
I ain’t rolled with 8’s since Kobe retired
Know some n***as who sold coke then spoke on the wire
Over dough, I sat in the fed hole as a minor, uh
My first brick how I got my bounce
But I made more ounce by ounce, hand to hand, going out my house
Only real shit come out my mouth
Thumbing through this bread and I’ll put it on your head ‘fore I stop my count
The block will erupt if buy watches [?]
We here at Matties with a brick of raw locked in the trunk
Twenty-five shots get you stopped in your truck
And I heard the word is the shooter hopped in with us
Let’s go
[Hook]
Made it back home with the whole thing takedown
When I was getting it off of breakdowns
I been in shootouts with the opps, fed raids and shakedowns
‘Cause we was getting it off of breakdowns
The plug got knocked with a gun, so that n***a upstate now
When we was getting it off of breakdowns
Quarter million down in Cape Town, surprised I ain’t face trial
I always get it off of breakdowns

[Verse 2]
I turn your block to a new set if I don’t tell him cool that
You fuck n***as ain’t give me no advice I could use yet
Who set the table with 8-balls like a pool set
Was stressing true, yes, now it’s VS’s on my crew neck
The strap mine, the homie just riding and tote it for me, ha
And he down to line you over this money
The plug need me to get rid of it, you know it’s ugly
Got my price cheap as the n***as who sold it to me
And their diamonds don’t hit like this, their whips not fast enough
Bring that bitch around again and I’ma end up tagging her
30-something for a joint, the numbers not adding up
Take it to the table, I’ll make triple when you bag it up
The Butcher, n***a

[Hook]
Made it back home with the whole thing takedown
When I was getting it off of breakdowns
I been in shootouts with the opps, fed raids and shakedowns
‘Cause we was getting it off of breakdowns
The plug got knocked with a gun, so that n***a upstate now
When we was getting it off of breakdowns
Quarter million down in Cape Town, surprised I ain’t face trial
I always get it off of breakdowns