[Intro]
(Conductor, we have a problem)
Ayy
It's mafia, what else? (Whole lot of gang shit)
Yeah
It's Action
Jackson (The one and only)
Yeah
Let's get it (Uh-uh, uh)
[Verse 1]
I can't stress it enough, it's 227 'til a nigga fade to black (Uh-huh)
Made it back in one piece, eighty racks in one week off a field goal
I kicked it with a three and it still sold (Ayy)
Young at heart, but all that runnin' the street made me feel old (Where we at?)
Was taught to always be the message I bring
Pulled the sword from the stone, some niggas'll never be king (Uh-uh)
Could nеver compete, thеy know the flow is rather unique (Blocks)
I kept the receipts, most of these niggas never was street (Let's get it)
Forever some curves, your bitch know that I never was hers (Uh)
Since I jumped off the porch, been ahead of the curb
'Rex in the sink, this shit look like it took me at the altar (Skrrt, skrrt)
Quarter brick of girlie, cuttin' up a cookie on the saucer (What else?)
Stormin' on the dice, full force, I'm like a tidal wave (Ayy)
Owe my auntie Adrien for me shortin' out her microwave
227-50-Z, niggas know we thick as thieves (Gang)
Real street niggas, never ratted, never bit the cheese (Not at all)
(Conductor, we have a problem)
Ayy
It's mafia, what else? (Whole lot of gang shit)
Yeah
It's Action
Jackson (The one and only)
Yeah
Let's get it (Uh-uh, uh)
[Verse 1]
I can't stress it enough, it's 227 'til a nigga fade to black (Uh-huh)
Made it back in one piece, eighty racks in one week off a field goal
I kicked it with a three and it still sold (Ayy)
Young at heart, but all that runnin' the street made me feel old (Where we at?)
Was taught to always be the message I bring
Pulled the sword from the stone, some niggas'll never be king (Uh-uh)
Could nеver compete, thеy know the flow is rather unique (Blocks)
I kept the receipts, most of these niggas never was street (Let's get it)
Forever some curves, your bitch know that I never was hers (Uh)
Since I jumped off the porch, been ahead of the curb
'Rex in the sink, this shit look like it took me at the altar (Skrrt, skrrt)
Quarter brick of girlie, cuttin' up a cookie on the saucer (What else?)
Stormin' on the dice, full force, I'm like a tidal wave (Ayy)
Owe my auntie Adrien for me shortin' out her microwave
227-50-Z, niggas know we thick as thieves (Gang)
Real street niggas, never ratted, never bit the cheese (Not at all)
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