Credibility Jim Jones (Ft. Max B)

[Intro: Jim Jones]
Yeah we back in this bitch
It's Byrdgang motherfucker (Ha)
What? We supposed to stop cause y'all niggas is doing bad? (Ha)
Well if you knew better you'd do better fuck boy (Ha)
You know how we giving it up, broad day if we have to
Ain't nothing changed
We coming to get you faggots
You dig?
We still riding on you
It's still goonies
M.O.B. for life motherfucker
Dipset, ride high motherfucker (Jones!)

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Skip the middleman, knock a couple points off (Bring the price down)
I bring a hundred grand, just to get my point across (I need five birds)
You see we looking for [?]
We talking bricks and you can keep your lil' digi-scale (You cappin' 'bout a key)
I cop five but he fronted five (Wow)
Drop lines for the summer time
(You feel the heat up in July)
I'm living mine like it's no tomorrow (Uh oh)
10 G's a night, and just to blow on bottles (Ballin'!)
So you can see where my life's headed (Down the wrong path)
And if you wanna see where the night's headed
Follow all the cars, it's looking like a after party
At the strip joint, but it's looking like a bachelor party