Step Ocean Wisdom & Method Man

[Intro]
Let the beat drop
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
This golden chain only thing at my neck
Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect
These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set
Still trouble man for his last bit of sess
Right, left
Right, left
Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death
Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets
Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Verse 1]
Goin' off on a tangent but I wish a nigga would step
Trappin' out of an abandoned run down shitty duplex
Comin' up, it was a random pick who's gon' see feds
Stacks salvagеd from the misery of huge dеbt
Talked to a man tactical, never know who scheme next
Awkward, a man naturally feel small from a G threat
Can't G check me, never that, surely see death
Meanwhile see me with a sweet tea salmon gravlax
For a G breakfast in a different league, what you need next?
Thoughts in me said, "Stamp on a man's head"
Trap for a man's bread or a get bread from a G check
Long time from all them way there, nowaday I see cheques