[Verse 1: Young Q]
See I'm headed to the crib in Miami down 27th
Know I'm 'bout to steal the game 'finna do me a 2-11
Rolling with some hittas, got killas yeah I know several
Man the way they on target retarded, should earn a medal
Always been a rebel with my foot up on the pedal
Hanging with some demons while I'm tryna dodge the devil
N***as hating on me tell 'em get up on my level
Born in '95 by '96 I was a veteran
Last of a dying breed, can't stop me you could try and see
I'm a loose cannon, got that hammer don't be eyeing me
Holla' at my zoe for some green, leave you Siamese
And I got some good white, Spanish plug supplying me
Bossing like I'm Tony, I always stay by my lonely
Had trust for few people, them people turned into phonies
But now I'm 'bout to make it, they see it, they all up on me
See first they wasn't rocking now suddenly bitches want me
I'm like
Damn..

That shit crazy
Used to try to holla' at that bitch she ain't even want a n***a
Now I'm on she hitting my phone
Fuck 'em we ball n***a
That's the motto n***a

[Verse 2: Young Q]
I say fuck 'em I don't trust 'em n***a we ball
Howard in the paint, but I ain't talkin' 'bout no b-ball
Ain't talking bout erections every time they say that we hard
Thinking n***as real but in the end you see they be flaw
My haters at the bottom now I'm up and I can't see y'all
These n***as can't see me
Balling like I'm CP
Don't come for the master, I'll come at ya' like I'm 3D
Have ya' radio melting when a n***a make a CD
Always been a flame spitta since I was a lil' n***a
Cooling in Miami where this shit get real n***a
Them zoes want ya' head they'll slide and kill n***a
You could check Worldstar, we been in the field n***a
Marley got shot 3 times and came back
Got caught lacking, got a strap to change that
On target, Max Payne how a n***a aim that
If I see the man who did it 'finna leave his brain cracked

*Braaat...*