Uh-uh, you know what, I'm rightI'm saying it's not to my own good, big time, big timeI'm saying it's not to my own good, big time, big timeI woke up one morning and it was cloudyWas thinking about them times when I used to stay up in the valleyWhen life was straight, I had them money and them papers and them china platesAnd see my house was fully draped, fancy cars, diamond ringsAnd all sorts of things, living my life in the way that only people dreamIt seems you never see the picture in the frameWhen you're struggling in the hustle and you're caught up in the gameBut I remain, cannot just seize it, for she's itYou better recognize it, cause you know I'm getting busyDropping in bar, pulling capers, letting the pensy through the paperFeeling the key to all my stuffSee this, everybody's catching papers from present to pastI wonder how long will this lastIt's the beginning of an end, then if so, then let it passSay friend to bro, you let me knowAt the door and when you step on the plateSo slam the wood in your faceNow as I sit back and lay up in this vehicleI'm thinking bout 24 million ways of makin' cynicalI got my mind focused on this racket makin' shiftsWhen it comes to smack ellipses, you know the shade be bangin' hitsThank you my swagger, you know my crew, we spittin' much gameInnocent and screwy, we in it for that love and not the fameYo soy odm, that's it, y penséQuiero salir, straight takin' it, breakin' it steady, makin' them ovidasYo, for every individual here on this earthIf it wasn't for the buyers, we would be for nothing worthBut understand, I got some love for your backNow here's a toast from me to you, oh my god!Throwin' some cognacPins, hustlers, G's and playersSaid it really doesn't matter if your game ain't makin' paper bustedSip with the shade and indeed, we will proceedTo give you what you want, baby, we got what you needBy now our game is statedWe love our gameNow we have some story unfoldin'The next episode's toldIt's got me caught up in a frameAnd the world's so coldJust seen me gamin', I'm takin' aimin'In a time, slow searchin' my mindI find the reason in the rhymeTake control of your soulAnd break it down to crew's controlYou seen me hittin' corners with them bomb-ass flowsWe got you shakin' for it's not a sizzleFrom here to 2000 green stuff to make clear pictureInside a steady house and been around a whileWith that player profile, you gotta give it upAnd check the stealer in the style, best believe itYou know I got flows for daysAnd I can only give it to yaIn so many ways, I sayI can only give it to ya