Look at me, boy!
Don't you smoke crack!
Don't you smoke crack!
You see the pain,
it never subside,
but I still ride
And when the rain is in the forecast,
I'm still fly
How could you bite the hand that cooks the fuckin' food?
You rude,
your attitude'll make me choose to put a bruise through
I shoulda known I was dealin' with your kind
I was blinded by the shine,
yeah,
consumed by the grind
It took time, cousin, and only time will tell
And when the time taught,
I ended in a cell Hell if a nigga use a snake to the lowest grass
I think about the situation when I blow this grass
What's on your last till I scoop you like some ice cream?
Neck and wrist was bare till I added on the ice cream
But when the ice melt and I was locked off,
Coduline wouldn't even take the block off
I put it all in a pot and let it cook
Shoulda known I was dealin' with a crook
* a nigga twice,
niggas rule they life,
heart's cold as ice
I heard you messin' with my dame,
but it's all good
And you knew she was my main, but it's all good
I shoulda been cut the broad off my team,
shoulda seen she was all about the gleam
But it ain't about that,
you see the facts remain
When the stacks got slim,
you went against the grain
I put you in when you was dead on your luck,
lucked up and got a buck
* around and left me stuck,
Chuck Well,
if a duck can pull a truck,
hook that boy up
And if your man's just fallin' down,
lift that boy up
Well,
you the truth and that's the truth,
kid I loose lead,
it's in the feds hangin' rind to the kid here
So if your man's Saint Thero,
shake him off Ain't got a sign of prenup for me to break him off
I put it all in a pot and let it cook
Shoulda known I was dealin' with a crook
Fuckin' with me twice,
niggas rule they life,
heart's cold as ice
And we can't find the truth