[Chorus]
Ayo, I sold rocks, cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks, cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without the badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas, leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot that I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got, if I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed, risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
[Verse 1]
Ghetto harmony, judges change hands like local pharmacies
Blazing [?] with my armory, no lie, real nigga loca
Snatch the face-off like John Travolta
Ain't nothing worse than a con with a holster
Shoot-outs is mandatory, I got made niggas to act satanic for me
Family to panic for me, enemies that plan to off me
And friends get cut because they ran before me
Therapists'd take their time out, he's tryin' understand my story
Niggas' be rolling deep, guzzle casket cream
Before we car jack or lamp in a stolen Jeep
Coalition do the same, before I came apart and knew the game
Now I laugh at the Jake's on the scanner, they don't know who to blame
They think demonic ebonic's is how we translate
Filled with a mans, hate, one thing authorities just can't take
Do what I have to, contraband, following my niggas travels
We watch each others back, never snitch, ignore the gamble
Ayo, I sold rocks, cause I love the rush of adrenaline
Pick locks, cause I couldn't go without Benjamin's
Lick shots, to keep my enemies from entering
Fuck with cops, but without the badge and gun, they feminine
Stay a step ahead of these niggas, leave 'em waiting
You think that you got a plot that I never heard? you mistaken
It's getting got, if I see that's it's there for the taken
I'm cursed, risking it all willing to slap box with Satan
[Verse 1]
Ghetto harmony, judges change hands like local pharmacies
Blazing [?] with my armory, no lie, real nigga loca
Snatch the face-off like John Travolta
Ain't nothing worse than a con with a holster
Shoot-outs is mandatory, I got made niggas to act satanic for me
Family to panic for me, enemies that plan to off me
And friends get cut because they ran before me
Therapists'd take their time out, he's tryin' understand my story
Niggas' be rolling deep, guzzle casket cream
Before we car jack or lamp in a stolen Jeep
Coalition do the same, before I came apart and knew the game
Now I laugh at the Jake's on the scanner, they don't know who to blame
They think demonic ebonic's is how we translate
Filled with a mans, hate, one thing authorities just can't take
Do what I have to, contraband, following my niggas travels
We watch each others back, never snitch, ignore the gamble
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