Uh-uh, you know what, I'm right
I'm saying it's not to my own good, big time, big time
I'm saying it's not to my own good, big time, big time
I woke up one morning and it was cloudy
Was thinking about them times when I used to stay up in the valley
When life was straight, I had them money and them papers and them china plates
And see my house was fully draped, fancy cars, diamond rings
And all sorts of things, living my life in the way that only people dream
It seems you never see the picture in the frame
When you're struggling in the hustle and you're caught up in the game
But I remain, cannot just seize it, for she's it
You better recognize it, cause you know I'm getting busy
Dropping in bar, pulling capers, letting the pensy through the paper
Feeling the key to all my stuff
See this, everybody's catching papers from present to past
I wonder how long will this last
It's the beginning of an end, then if so, then let it pass
Say friend to bro, you let me know
At the door and when you step on the plate
So slam the wood in your face
Now as I sit back and lay up in this vehicle
I'm thinking bout 24 million ways of makin' cynical
I got my mind focused on this racket makin' shifts
When it comes to smack ellipses, you know the shade be bangin' hits
Thank you my swagger, you know my crew, we spittin' much game
Innocent and screwy, we in it for that love and not the fame
Yo soy odm, that's it, y pens
Quiero salir, straight takin' it, breakin' it steady, makin' them ovidas
Yo, for every individual here on this earth
If it wasn't for the buyers, we would be for nothing worth
But understand, I got some love for your back
Now here's a toast from me to you, oh my god!

Throwin' some cognac
Pins, hustlers, G's and players
Said it really doesn't matter if your game ain't makin' paper busted
Sip with the shade and indeed, we will proceed
To give you what you want, baby, we got what you need
By now our game is stated
We love our game
Now we have some story unfoldin'
The next episode's told
It's got me caught up in a frame
And the world's so cold
Just seen me gamin', I'm takin' aimin'
In a time, slow searchin' my mind
I find the reason in the rhyme
Take control of your soul
And break it down to crew's control
You seen me hittin' corners with them bomb-ass flows
We got you shakin' for it's not a sizzle
From here to 2000 green stuff to make clear picture

Inside a steady house and been around a while
With that player profile, you gotta give it up
And check the stealer in the style, best believe it
You know I got flows for days
And I can only give it to ya
In so many ways, I say
I can only give it to ya