It's a lot of bad things That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me God's plan, God's plan Yeah they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me, yuh I been movin' calm, don't start no trouble with me

All the youngins in my hood popping percs now Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' worse now You gotta tell 'em put them guns and the percs down Them new jails got ten yards in 'em and that's your first down, uh And I ain't come here to preach I just

Welcome to the Heist Ten thousand hours felt like ten thousand ants Ten thousand ants, they carry me Ten thousand 'Cause the moment is now, can't get it back from the grave Uh, I hope that God decides to talk through him That the people decide to walk

Uh, I see 'em try but they can’t do what I do What I do, what I do, what I do Yeah, And I’m gon’ die before the day that I lose, That I lose, that I lose, that I lose Bitch I am the man mufucka, the man mufucka Bring the horns in like I am the band

They want your number so they can call you Just to come over to cook for all you Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Blah, blah, blah, bitch Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick How I

The land they gave us was always ours Don't close the door, you owe us more, uh I know that it's hard to face reality, mm And when they changed, they were all surprised but me And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah And we rock all this ice

Why these cats is like (yo!) hey yo! Uh, yeah, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, what! We gon' make these cats (what!) stop! Why they waitin to (what!) go! We gon' keep it (on top!) on top! Song ain't a song without x and the b.s.

Wanna make love, love, love I'm makin' money like I'm makin' sweet love I wanna make love, love, love She say the money make her wanna make love Wanna make love, love, love, huh King of the skreets And when these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet

I'm in the club, bottle in my hand doing my two step While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun I tell 'em we doing the hammer dance Uh, two steppin' with my weapon on me You good? I'm

Bro's on yo block with that Glock, right now Try me like an Opp and indeed, get shot down She wanna, X wanna You wanna? L-l-lick my dick like a what? Nice! Lick my dick like Lil Wayne lollypop, huh! Hi, my name's Ryan! What do they call me? Wolf in sheep