For street niggas livin with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police that find drugs let niggas slide For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For

Bust it, down, bust it, down Jumped in the 'What the fuck is that?' Took a shot of Henny out the back Girl you know it's real, I ain't tryna brag I just wanna take you to the back while you let a nigga Bust it, down, oh yeah Bust it, down, oh yeah, yeah

I had to reco-reco-reconig-i-ize it A lot of these niggas tell real lies They not 'bout shit in real life And that's something that I had to realize (Realize) (Reco-reco-reconig-i-ize) They see me winning and now they don't like it (Yeah, I know they

I was on the block because I was suspended Niggas, bitches (bitches) I ain't takin' shots, I hope they don't get offended G550, this is not a rental New AP, limited edition Still be in the trenches, still be totin' pistols Realest (realest), in it (in

Make that ass drop (drop, drop) This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with Nothing's impossible And all you lame niggas show me what not to do I met a real bad bitch in the club tonight She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you" I

Higher, higher I can be around, shit, whenever you need Fuck with a nigga, we can touch the stars Trusting a nigga, you can count on me Yeah, yeah, yeah Now I could be the change the I wanna see I can heal the world for real if a nigga speaking honestly

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

It's ten times harder for a real nigga It's ten times harder for a Put on a smile, girl, put on a smile Fuck the DA, fuck the P.O Fuck the president, fuck the Popo They follow me, wanna keep me close Try to hold me back, let me go I sip the drank, I sip

You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcom X, by any means Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans As-Salamu Alaykum Wa alaikum as salaam Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified, hit