[Intro]
(That's Chuks)

[Chorus]
I do what I do, I'on care if I get caught
CPS can play my whole tape in court
I let it set, let Annette scrape the Rex and the fork
Dust on the side, I left cling on the floor
Wear my latex gloves, don't let it sink in my pores
Gotta keep the house clean and wash my prints of course
I gotta give it 'em pure and have 'em ringin' me more
No shinin' when I'm grindin', gotta live like I'm poor

[Verse]
I mean literally poor
No money in the house expеct a kick at the door
Same spot I made fifty or morе
Ready set, I won't let it rest
I don't fear death, I really walk with the dead
I'm havin' thought in my head
If I was born into bread, they think I did
But they don't know that big Nev lost it all in the end
I did this all for revenge
The system took all of my friends
It's alright, we're back ballin' again