[Verse 1]
Seem like it was just yesterday
We was stealing cars flipping Escalades
I started selling pounds around eleventh grade
It might be off a gram or two cause n***a we don't measure weight
Rule number one: you pull yo gun don't hesitate
But I don't have to shoot no mo' I let my German Shepard spray
My Glock 40 black but my Beretta gray
I sold my first split over there by where Coretta stay
I had them quarter pounders, I ain't talking burgers
Mid in the freezer right next to that carton of sherbert
I seen my partner shoot a n***a twice and toss the burner
But I can't say too much I'll fuck around and solve a murder
Yea I'm from the streets, but I don't talk about it
My homies worth a couple mill and that's just off exotics
I rather be caught with this pistol than to be caught without it
I sold enough green to fill the fucking Boston Garden

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So don't try me shawty
I ain't that far removed [x3]
A hundred pounds in a week, that ain't that hard to do
I ain't that far removed [x6]
My daddy drove my truck and fucked around and found my tool
I ain't that far removed [x2]
[Verse 2]
I'm the real life Calogero
Bronx Tale but I ain't never told befo'
Like I ain't took them things up the road befo'
Listen cowboy, (what!) this ain't my first rodeo
We had so much produce from Cali n***a
You gotta weigh it with the scales in the grocery sto'
Yeen gettin' no bread if the feds ain't got yo portfolio
Woo! I almost caught the Holy Ghost
You think I'm bullshittin', n***a I'm up here pulpittin'
Looking out for them stool pigeons cause y'all n***as think it's cool snitchin
Shit I know some folks that know some folks
They thought I was a conscious rapper cause I ain't take the dope approach
That's cause I know some folks that tote the toast
That's close to blow that move that Cosa Nostra coke from coast to coast
I just said some shit you wasn't s'posed to know
When you in this deep, you gotta hold ya nose
Even Jehovah know

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