Okay, I thought I wouldn't succeed
Yeah, it's real gully right now
It's ill-tech, this
I can't get conductry, it's in the building
Yeah, yeah, okay, get real
Let's hit em up, let's go
I beast that mafia, hooligan, smooth criminal
Doin' stuff, stir up a pot of snow
And make the drop at your doorstep
Shoppers on my waistline, towers low on my country
Look at the front of it
Look like it beepin' through a tongue
If my dog got grudge with someone, then I'm the nigga they come to
Then I give orders to other gangsters
To come and hunt you
Don't wanna be dodging strings
Regulations, we have no regulations
We treat rules like they was never made
We did it, Robin Hoochies and Coochie Overloops
They like a De La Hoya boxing match
With stickin' balls
I'm on my routine, the feet on my coupe clean
Weavin' through the traffic rush hour
Like I'm Charlie Sheen
Blowin' cigarly steam, dealin' with Colombians
The value of that unruh is high
So they who we pump it with
Hearin' the stick say he goin' stop my cheddar from comin'
That's what a dick findin' out
A man got great power
I be movin' from coast to coast
SomeB's about to go
I don't got time for no's
What the * ya take me for?
Cause the project's where we hang out
No chaotic, we slang out
We pullin' the bands out
It's drum and rap and go
I'm movin' from coast to coast
SomeB's about to go
I don't got time for no's
What the * ya take me for?
Cause the project's where we hang out
No chaotic, we slang out
We pullin' the bands out
I be smugglin'
& Modernin' tryna pitch that game
I want a mansion dong
Not the same place where Jerry Seinfeld stay
Adversaries, yo, I got humongous numbers of them
I never sit and find a three-dead kid, the chances is slim
Just when it's getting drastic, I paint out in a hill
I'm running like a fast break ball for a Miss *
My behavior's gully, my knowledge is a shield
Which is armor against my mind, which enhances the way I live
My thoughts is coated with fertile sand from the pyramids
With the same strength who I gave the Egyptians while building it
No, I don't believe in time, this night and day is a hoax
My definition of faith is just a panic with hope
Still I'm challenged by pain, but indestructible I stand
My soul is made out of lightning, which never takes off a land
I've been brought to the front line, ready, willing, and able to boss
Before I came with GDs, the things that my destiny taught
I keep on moving from coast to coast, zombies about to go
I don't got time for guns, what the * you talking about?
Yeah, cause the projects where we hang out, narcotics we * out
We pulling them things out, it's drop and wrap and go
I keep on moving from coast to coast, zombies about to go
I don't got time for guns, what the * you talking about?
Cause the projects where we hang out, narcotics we * out
We pulling them things out, it's drop and wrap and go
This a penitentiary world, how realistic it is
Enough to have you at the border with death
Making you squeal, your demise you face to face with
Other chances ain't given, nothing's got you killed
So the streets get full recognition
Preventing getting shot on my block is impossible
If I could review the dudes who still got shot when they tried to move
Yup, it ain't necessary, my hammer's a blunder
Oh yeah, I'm on that old man * like Anna Nicole, yeah
Damn it, I'm cold, I'm the hot topic trip
A pop screen in front of the microphone cannot stop my spit
I'm frightening the wits out of mobs as things is getting intense
I'm the pusher, I chastise the disobedient
I got the hook, I'm on some Christian connects
It hustlers need it, bruh
When you broken out of a job, that's what niggas sling for
If I get captured and I gotta do my time, so be it
To me, every state is the capital to a crime, yeah
Moving from coast to coast, zombies about to go
I don't got time for drugs, what the * you take me for?
Cause the projects where we hang out, narcotics we slang out
We pulling the bangs out, it's drama where we go
Moving from coast to coast, zombies about to go
I don't got time for drugs, what the * you take me for?
Cause the projects where we hang out, narcotics we slang out
We pulling the bangs out, it's drama where we go
We live as entertainment, build it
Make that powerful music, man
You gon' feel me, you gon' feel my presence
It's the golden *