Cats gon change, many can't get used to dimes and quarters
The last time I checked, I grew up writing rhymes on the corner
Visualizing every move on the pavement
Ever since them days they let that wild animal come out of the basement
I BET shit can get worst, since it's stuck in my intestines
You feel the bullets burning, that's your very own intention
N***as back up, come with the hard drive to blast
And take everything you got from your shine to your cash
Leave the others in the past, wrap them presents up for the fourth quarter
Playmaking on the sideline, yo ass don't give orders
You a cashier, I've been making moves since last year
Got me thinking bout my mother, had me shedding mad tears
But it ain't stopping me, of course them n***as knock me like a landlord
I'm still in the lease, you ain't locking me
I've been less humble since my past situations
And since the dimes and quarters came they feel intimidated
Now I'm bottom lock lowkey, apart from the old me
I show love to real n***as, ladies and the OGs
Apart from the people who stopped talking, they ain't close to me
I cut them and turn them into Caitlyn with their hosiery
Witness the actions fully made by yours truly
I.V. in your veins, bedresting with the tooly
Way before you passed out, you were so called strategic
You said you running the streets but you a paraplegic
Right about now, you rolling, no humor intended
You're a tenant in Hell, sorry if you feelin' offended
Got a cross pendant 'round your neck like you're blessed daily
It's just a message from the Holy, birthing the best babies
He had the choice to give you up and leave you with the propane
Ever since you served these pregnant women all that cocaine
Ain't no more steakhouses, you back to that lo mein
Now you ain't got shit in your name, ain't no hoes mayne