[Intro]
Yeah, I'm clutchin'
Don't stop, 'til my fuckin' casket drop
Yeah, nigga, I'm clutchin'
Hand on the automatic Russian
Yo, check
Yo, ayo
[Verse 1]
From the city where Bishop is your best friend (Watch out)
Donnie Brasco be the cuttie you serve on the West End (Damn)
Watch yourself; keep hollows in a Glock for niggas with a boxing belt (Uh-huh)
Rather you than me and it was nothing that my conscience felt (Bao!)
Keep your conversations short, I just want the wealth (Shut the fuck up)
In lump sum; gettin' it was the conundrum (Had to figure it out)
'Til I met a plug and found out where the work come from (Uh-huh)
Wise beyond my years, caught charges when I was young, dumb (Damn)
Deaf and blind; the god turned seven to a twenty-five (What else?)
Add three more extra, did that like eighty-seven times (Uh-huh)
This is way before I had a record pressed in mind (Facts)
I say all that to say: I been had relentless grind (I did)
My right hand doin' time, he got a couple left (Free Drummer)
He come home, like Emory Jones, we in the upper deck (Uh-huh)
Gettin' paid to rap is still a lifestyle of sudden death (It is)
Rappin' is a dangerous career, so I clutch the TEC (Ha)
Yeah, I'm clutchin'
Don't stop, 'til my fuckin' casket drop
Yeah, nigga, I'm clutchin'
Hand on the automatic Russian
Yo, check
Yo, ayo
[Verse 1]
From the city where Bishop is your best friend (Watch out)
Donnie Brasco be the cuttie you serve on the West End (Damn)
Watch yourself; keep hollows in a Glock for niggas with a boxing belt (Uh-huh)
Rather you than me and it was nothing that my conscience felt (Bao!)
Keep your conversations short, I just want the wealth (Shut the fuck up)
In lump sum; gettin' it was the conundrum (Had to figure it out)
'Til I met a plug and found out where the work come from (Uh-huh)
Wise beyond my years, caught charges when I was young, dumb (Damn)
Deaf and blind; the god turned seven to a twenty-five (What else?)
Add three more extra, did that like eighty-seven times (Uh-huh)
This is way before I had a record pressed in mind (Facts)
I say all that to say: I been had relentless grind (I did)
My right hand doin' time, he got a couple left (Free Drummer)
He come home, like Emory Jones, we in the upper deck (Uh-huh)
Gettin' paid to rap is still a lifestyle of sudden death (It is)
Rappin' is a dangerous career, so I clutch the TEC (Ha)
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