INTRO

(Turn me up...
Yeah...
Get The Money and Go)

VERSE 1

As I look up to the sky
Fly like some fly shit that attacks flies

Weird feeling in my gut
This world is gonna be my demise

But no other choice just to optimize
An maxi-mind
This situation called life
Call it the exercise

Do or die
Some n***as live by die to do
Meaning they live sacrifice they life for there set and crew

The realest ain't the n***as that like to talk alot
Its Them n***as that run through they blocks call them juggernauts

Now stop an watch
As I detour my Dior

4 piece suit lining
That new Christian Dior

N***a We are
Coasting through with no detour
Pass with no passports
Overseas to the seashore

Yea..

I kick game like I'm David Beckham
But got the old spice all on me like posh spice

Come roll the dice
7 or 11s don't roll the 2 ones cause them snake eyes will make ya loose ya life

HOOK

These N***as don't understand it i come through in that all black like the black bandit

Now got dammit

VERSE 2

Leave the fools clueless like blues clues
In a blue coup

Put them paws on em like lil scrappy an loose screws

I'm here to set the standard like the pole vault
Meaning u not hopping over me like a globetrotter

Wave hotter
Like white Cain
In ya arm vein
This that feeling that Chris rock
Had when he smoke rocks

In that New Jack City life
Roaches in the basement
Rats in the sewer pipes

I'm not the type of n***a full of some fake shit

Or the type to claim and carry a full clip

I ain't gonna lie I pick the bulls to win the championship

When D.Rose tore his ACL that was some bullshit

N***as claim they right but the wrong

Pezents from the bottom throwing stones at my thrown

They don't realize what it take to rule the thrown

King of the jungle... jr n***a... the back bandit

HOOK

These N***as don't understand it i come through in that all black like the black bandit

Now got dammit

OUTRO
Uhh... The Black Bandit...
G.T.M.A.G.... Go...