Never Personal Pt. II Cormega (Ft. Foxy Brown)

[Verse 1: Cormega]
In it to win it like fat cats lieutenant
Stay flexing a Lex' for great Tes'
For latex partly, check it
Official cribs, fellas never get 'trayed
Family stay connected
My mugshot, hated by thugs get the ruckus
No, I'm not the type to strike deals or peso
You knock my spot, I caught a yacht to Barbados
My real niggas lay low and move when I say so
Equalize, supply for diamonds and yayo
My cats smoke pedal flodded my coke with lactose
I was just silent with the hollow head macro
And modern Mega shine forever piped out for me
Crown a leather crime cartel, rhymes combined together
I got boosters with calugha and wide weather
Because she said we never see us split time together
I'm Mega, terror; similar to Wolverine
Tracks of ass and they burn like Edgar mixtape
Get away with brain flame
Torture on mics I get busy like Spat Nitty the enforcer
Bring the noise to yourself a fucking favor
Tell the cops that I'm a baby-face alligator
You push up and you get head ups like it's a set up
Fox and Mega got niggas under mad pressure
You know what I'm saying, baby girl?