[Intro]
It's the revolution, baby
Oh, they televising this shit right now
(It's my boy Masar on the beat)
(DJ Elyes)
[Verse 1]
Life in the pen', never that
They came back for the base, we came with the better crack
I came to provide the people better tracks
The narratives I engage, twenty years in the cage
Twenty years as a slave, ni-ni-nigga please
Hang me from bigger trees
Play me, my trigger squeeze
Ecstasy liquor chase, pay me or get the ease
Watching him plead his case spray 'em or get the cheese
How could you fuck with niggas that been from the jump?
I got a drawer full of ammo, I got a sawed off pump
I got my niggas, I activate 'em, they come with a phone call
Bust at the opposition, he die, it's his own fault
Gambled your life, nigga, you reap what you sow
They send some killers to come and get me, I reach for the four
I signal left in the V like they ain't heard of the Don yet
Connections is overseas, murderous contacts
If its a genie in the bottle, then she better be a model
Got a dollar to my name, I'ma bet it on the lotto
We was playing in the sin, now we playing in the wind
'Cause if I could do it over, I'ma do this shit again
My nigga, please, I'll trade you my bitches for some weed (Come on)
Sixty of some liquor, my music is a disease
Nigga, freeze, put your hands where I can see
They were fed the wrong description and it wasn't even me
It's the revolution, baby
Oh, they televising this shit right now
(It's my boy Masar on the beat)
(DJ Elyes)
[Verse 1]
Life in the pen', never that
They came back for the base, we came with the better crack
I came to provide the people better tracks
The narratives I engage, twenty years in the cage
Twenty years as a slave, ni-ni-nigga please
Hang me from bigger trees
Play me, my trigger squeeze
Ecstasy liquor chase, pay me or get the ease
Watching him plead his case spray 'em or get the cheese
How could you fuck with niggas that been from the jump?
I got a drawer full of ammo, I got a sawed off pump
I got my niggas, I activate 'em, they come with a phone call
Bust at the opposition, he die, it's his own fault
Gambled your life, nigga, you reap what you sow
They send some killers to come and get me, I reach for the four
I signal left in the V like they ain't heard of the Don yet
Connections is overseas, murderous contacts
If its a genie in the bottle, then she better be a model
Got a dollar to my name, I'ma bet it on the lotto
We was playing in the sin, now we playing in the wind
'Cause if I could do it over, I'ma do this shit again
My nigga, please, I'll trade you my bitches for some weed (Come on)
Sixty of some liquor, my music is a disease
Nigga, freeze, put your hands where I can see
They were fed the wrong description and it wasn't even me
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