my dick till the shit turned white I thought to myself, ?Sheba, Sheba Got my ass lookin' like a zebra? I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way Until
rest my feet I sit and I wait for the breeze Blow through my window ledge To help me clear my head I'm sorry I Can't be that girl Who waits on the side For my
ain't about money I keep goin I tryna get that green, niggas tryna mow my lawn But Fuck, them boys I got the shottie on my arm If them boys run up I
nigga ballin Mike Jordan, parten my swaggy but my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family we said fuck it bought two houses in Miami i
ground I'm tha number-one stunter, you don't want my trouble I'll have four niggas in your hood in my hummer I'm from back in tha game, but ain't a damn
my people call me 50 thousand 4 da cross tryin 2 keep the reeper off me i drink alot of syrup bicthes say im sleep walkin big money 4 the grill so
But y'all don't hear me though Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Damn Kam, I got a migraine
beat from a real nigga you crossed QBC representative Sip the E & J sedative 3rd time felon predicate Put my money on Can't lose stompin on Shorty dime piece front I'm going all
him, askin' for a ransom, I giva ya one bro from the Microphone Phantom, I'm singin' on the streets my CMF Anthem (Worddd) We fresssh, we got all 4 season
game I been given Stay away from weak niggaz, who consolidate my figures But if you cross the roadpass and put a 10 to yo liva I gives a fuck about hoes, I
me to crosses like I'm Jesus, you Satan I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitches I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty fucked I can
to the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance all day be the S-P-D's In my heart I feel, fuck the police Cause in they hear they
if I did I never meant the girl to turn you on Verse three: cappadonna Sellin ya gold, sellin ya soul You crossed out, and crossed over Gold digga and
What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time My enemy is hopelessness, my ally
from a scanna Just crossed the Tennessee line All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine It's all for one and one for all nigga All my life, I visualized
soldiers gone bring me to my death I can hear all there voices its like a 100 feet ahead I can see all the torches now I know what is next I'll be beat
valley of real niggaz, I should fear no man on the motherfucking planet, hit me one. Cause I've been to the mountain top y'all, and I have been seeing