The Secret Smoke DZA (Ft. Big K.R.I.T.)

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
DZA
It's the John Dillinger flow
Kill a motherfucker, y'all actin' like y'all don't know
I don't care if ya YouTube views up
Bet 5 of y'all don't blow
Little niggas couldn't sit at the table with us
We push em to the side with the baby sitters
Boss shit
Big money make 'em nauseous, we target
It's only a few real niggas left
So I guess we win by forfeit, huh?
Chalk it up, one more for the bad guys
Mad I crept up in the building and I killed em
Pack to ya workers, make it unfair
Work on ya block and I ain't even from there
Run where?
I'm a 9/11 nigga, fuck fear, have faith, say a prayer

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
Yeah, this that roundtable talk, Godfather speech
Jewelry flashing, toast glasses to the mash
And forever wanting mo, neva wanting less
The secret to success, be the mother fucking best
The secret to success, be the mother fucking best
The secret to success, be the mother fucking best