[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
You see, I stay away from lames that speak to entertain
When I came out the womb, my feet was in the game
Can't complain 'cause far as the streets, I did my thing
I see shit out of my reach and then I aim
You think shit sweet, I peeped your lil' games
A lot of niggas I let eat that went in vain
You made five hundred a week to sit and hang
Now you wanna hate on me, that shit is pain
Huh, I caught a case from ridin' 'round with the strap
My lawyer said this time that I gotta relax
Left my man a plug and some product to match
You should have a million dollars around the time I get back
And he did it, nine hundred thou' to be specific
Family guy, nigga living like Peter Griffin
Hе ain't gon' spend it on weed and bitches
Kept thе police out his business, not even a speeding ticket
Spent cream on a defense team
If I hit you, you will sue like Mitch Green
Nigga got rich off dealing with sick fiends back then
Now I'm in position to fix things from rapping
You cats ain't active, you halfway trapping
My man used to think the crack game was the fastest
But weed make crack look average
Green leaf changes belief like a Black Saint Patrick
Huh, attack fake rappers
You know we come to your show wearing backstage passes
Nigga, I'ma make sure your last days tragic
From the way these shells fall, hope you pack rain jackets, nigga
You see, I stay away from lames that speak to entertain
When I came out the womb, my feet was in the game
Can't complain 'cause far as the streets, I did my thing
I see shit out of my reach and then I aim
You think shit sweet, I peeped your lil' games
A lot of niggas I let eat that went in vain
You made five hundred a week to sit and hang
Now you wanna hate on me, that shit is pain
Huh, I caught a case from ridin' 'round with the strap
My lawyer said this time that I gotta relax
Left my man a plug and some product to match
You should have a million dollars around the time I get back
And he did it, nine hundred thou' to be specific
Family guy, nigga living like Peter Griffin
Hе ain't gon' spend it on weed and bitches
Kept thе police out his business, not even a speeding ticket
Spent cream on a defense team
If I hit you, you will sue like Mitch Green
Nigga got rich off dealing with sick fiends back then
Now I'm in position to fix things from rapping
You cats ain't active, you halfway trapping
My man used to think the crack game was the fastest
But weed make crack look average
Green leaf changes belief like a Black Saint Patrick
Huh, attack fake rappers
You know we come to your show wearing backstage passes
Nigga, I'ma make sure your last days tragic
From the way these shells fall, hope you pack rain jackets, nigga
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