[Intro]
Ay, don't you get it fucked up, n***a
This ain't the first one, n***a
This that "Take Off", part two, motherfucker
A street anthem, n***a
Y'all n***as better see about this young n***a, dog
The streets told me y'all can't fuck with me, dog
I'm not no lyrical n***a, dog
I done tell you what's going with me, n***a

[Verse]
I'm still here, n***a, seven indictments later
I don't owe a n***a shit, n***a ain't never gave me a favor
Done ran through my share of hoes and see my [?]
My brothers told me from prison it was gonna get [?] later
That 745, n***a, I bought it for you haters
So many dead homies, can't count them on my fingers
So many of my n***as in Feds, it'll take too long to name them