picks us up about a half past six With the radio blasting our latest hit It's me Jeff Ready Rock, Omar and J.L. Charlie Mack is up front as we depart
shelf, we mean this Frank Them cats we fuckin' wit put bombs in yo' moms gas tank Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady Dress up like
Get this legal cash, without dad Kinda sad how he got dragged down to negativity Only if he had one love, trust for liberty This world would be a better place, get
his snout South I'm out, of course the force from up North Ain't up for grabs yup whattup then it's up yours You see we ain't open up doors, that's
the second you're ways us up and knock us down Like a... This is between the mattresses, going up while I'm tapping it Ripping it, smacking it, hopefully I get
dress up with diamonds just to eat Don't even finish your plate complete When the bill come, you try to act like you can't see the receipt Walkin up
, my chances, were risky Cops, pull up and frisk me but never could they get me, too shifty I will go, into my dungeon, and summon up the second comin
I split in and gets ends I'm lettin' suckas know I'm fin ta buck a bro The nigga figga he can dust a pro 'Fessional I test a fool I get a tool and beat
get it (q) wanted me to save it But i tell you wanna blow up when i make it Used to drop verses in the dirty ass basement Now I'm recording at places
, somethin that you wish you had, Don't even get a strap naw I'd rather kick a rap Enjoy the place that you livin' at stay around We just some kids and
game, back when the crack came. And it ain't too much changed here today seems like it's neva' gon' get betta'. Wonder if we'll ever get to live in
Strap them kids in give 'em a little bit of vodka In a Cherry Coke, we're going to Oklahoma To the family reunion for the first time in years It's up
On the corner with the goners lookin' straight up at me So fuck prolongin', I'm way past the strong armin' Played himself tonight, so he'll be gone by the morning Sneak up, creep up
rush hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry, got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten
got some And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle up See it's a cold world so homie bundle up We ain't on dis grind for nothin' Now get ya hustle up
street about three o'clock When I saw another MC at the end of the block Talkin' to kids tellin' em, how they had to get the dough So I rolled right up
sad... Long as them sirens ring I pray to see the day ya smile Lil' Wayne's Verse: Get up in my state, I'm tryin' to find fate Gotta get it for grind
off kids mad hi got my mind wrapped in a coffin resurrect thoughts in amorphous morph into Aquaman polyin in waters talkin to dolphins to get that bilingual spittin ?charm? tryin to get