[Sample & Sideshow]
Why you keep on bitchin´ about Monte man?
Ain´t shit gon´ happen, alright? Alright?
Damn, we just gon´ find these little marks and smoke ´em

Shit ain´t that hard
For sure

[Sideshow]
You got killers, nigga, I´m a killer
You need a gun, I need a 3D printer
My guns are long, your paper ten inch, nigga
I run the money East quick like a ??? sprinter
´Cause I´m supposed to, stand on my money like Kareem in the post
I want the most, like, can´t you see we winners?
Judge tried to give our asses the most
My best friend servin´ ten, eatin´ TV dinners
Why you think I never laugh at your jokes?
And oftentimes, I´m mean-muggin´, you don´t see me grinnin´
You wanna meet the plug, but, moe, I´m tryna be that nigga

That´s why I play the game cold like a DC winter
Singin´ birds don´t come by my window
I got some swans on the floor
And what you want? I got that shit for the low
My Detroit partner got that shit that you pour
And I be sippin´ too much of it, I´m gone
And screamin´ "Free Fleas", I can´t wait ´til you home
But with my brothers every day on the phone
And that money right here waitin´ for you, this shit ain´t a loan
It´s off the strength, blood, muscle, and bone
Got it off the stress, weed, broken flip phones
Me and the homies have needs, so we kicked in the door
Goin´ through shit, I´d rather cry on my own
These people don´t really know who I am
They just know the destruction I can

No, will do for my fam
I keep a hammer if, when in a jam

[The Sopranos Sample]
For the same reasons, we´re soldiers
Soldiers don´t go to Hell
It´s war
Soldiers, they kill other soldiers

[Boldy James]
Blew a fifty on a Dwele, with girly out in LA
Tryna stick me, gotta get up earlier than Thebe
Goyard skully, gazin´ at the stars in the Culli´
It´s still Hell Block hully-gully
Gift wrap them brickies then we kidnap them slippies
Forties on deck like a six pack on mickeys
Name heavy in the street as a rose gold Phillipe

Came fully AP´d, now I need a Richie
Wasn´t takin´ ´til I hit it with the G-rizzy
Watched it come together, full circle, did a 360
Cut it with the lactose and get a free fifty
Reekin´ of second hand crack smoke and cheap whiskey
Ghost Glock on my waist, made a killin´ off the noise
Block so hot, got the paint peelin´ off the walls
Quarter, half brick, whole brick, I can move it all
Auntie want it quick, gettin´ sick, goin´ through withdrawals
Where we at?

[ Sample]
I stay home for a week, I ain´t touch nothin´
And, and next week, I was smokin´ again

It´s contagious, isn´t that right?
I wanna better my life, you know
I don´t wanna be runnin´ around the streets
Gettin´ high, you know
And not carin´ about my whereabouts, myself, my personal hygiene
No matter how great a saint you are (Yeah)
If you hang around sinner (Goodness)