[Intro]
Say, Lil Crix had told me to fuck with this shit right here, so
I was in Malibu Canyon, this shit say, "8am in Charlotte," but it look like what?
11 a.m. in Cali, bitch
11 a.m., and I had the Lamb' out there too

[Verse]
8 a.m. in Charlotte, but it was actually eleven in Malibu Canyon
I'm startin' to understand that I'm a threat to these n***as and I was just playin'
And I got longevity, and it's been longevity, and n***as been scared of me
From ever since I remember, that's what the streets tell me
I don't even care 'bout that shit though, I'm tryna get rich, ho
Who Boosie think he is? Who you n***as think you be?
Woke up out the door, in the whip, I poured eight (Pour eight, man, say)
Wokе up out the door, in the whip, I poured еight
Failed to sleep in the Ghost, thought I seen a n***a face
Lil' dog say, "Before he let you shake 'em, he'll snake ya"
And if the bitch leave, then she gon' send them folks, she waitin'
Lil' dog say, "Before he let you shake 'em, he'll snake ya"
And if the bitch leave, then she gon' send them folks, she waitin' for you, she go
N***as pocket watchin', bitch peepin' in my safe
Everybody tryna duck the reaper or a case
I ain't got the time or the patience for a fake
I just wanna provide for my babies, make sure they straight
What's a opp? My chopper got a extendo on the Drac'
I'll drive the Lambo' to San Diego for a paint
Why me and my n***as gotta fall out soon I get this paper?
Thinkin' back to the fun times, shit, I wasn't even straight
You from them ugly corners, this shit a beautiful disaster
You'll have your head on a platter by the plate
Every time they wanna ask 'bout Yak, that shit get 'em
I sent brat on a hit, my n***a came back gleeful
In a county jail, busted down, went well, me and Slate
Thinkin' 'bout Jay and all the nights I had to turn reaper
[Outro]
In God's hands
Be grateful
That He was there
Glory