Soul Train Jay Exodus (Ft. 38 Spesh)

[Intro: 38 Spesh]
Kna sayin'
Trust
Huh

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
Ayo, huh
My ex-bitch feeling puzzled
Been a year since I fucked you
Shit on her name like we still a couple
It take six figures to fill this duffel
Broke niggas'll steal your bitch
A rich nigga'll steal your hustle
Huh, I come from a hidden jungle
Can't afford to slip and fumble
When drug dealers and killers come through
Made my first million and still was humble
Then I made that million double
Can't say how I did it without building trouble
Niggas steal and niggas stumble
But we don't squeal or mumble
My killers'll have your crib filled with gun smoke
Caught cases, had to sit and rumble
I feel disgruntled
How niggas burn bridges, like they could build a tunnel
Huh, the thing landed in Cincinnati
You see, I gladly took trips to Cali with a list of addys
When I'm hurting, I tell my worker to pinch the baggies
It's a process turning a burden to chicken patties, huh
Stick to the book, we don't listen to crooks
Y'all taking pictures, but we the reason pictures is took
A headshot, you like a fish on a hook
A leg shot, he like twelve inches short
Nigga missing a foot, trust