Say, Lil Crix had told me to fuck with this shit right here, so
I was in Malibu Canyon, this shit say, "8am in Charlotte," but it look like what?
11 a.m. in Cali, bitch

11 a.m., and I had the Lamb´ out there too

8 a.m. in Charlotte, but it was actually 11 in Malibu Canyon
I´m startin´ to understand that I´m a threat to these niggas and I was just playin´
And I got longevity, and it´s been longevity, and niggas been scared of me
From ever since I remember, that´s what the streets tell me
I don´t even care ´bout that shit though, I´m tryna get rich, ho
Who Boosta think he is? Who you niggas think you be?
Woke up out the door, in the whip, I poured eight (Pour eight, man, say)
Woke up out the door, in the whip, I poured eight
Fell asleep in the Ghost, thought I seen a nigga face

Lil´ dawg say, "Before he let you shake ´em, he´ll snake ya"
And if the bitch leave, then she gon´ send them folks, she waitin´
Lil´ dawg say, "Before he let you shake ´em, he´ll snake ya"
And if the bitch leave, then she gon´ send them folks, she waitin´ for you, she go
Niggas pocket watchin´, bitch peepin´ in my safe
Everybody tryna duck the reaper or a case
I ain´t got the time or the patience for a fake
I just wanna provide for my babies, make sure they straight
What´s a opp? My chopper got a extendo on the Drac´
I´ll drive the Lambo´ to San Diego for a paint
Why me and my niggas gotta fall out soon I get this paper?

Thinkin´ back to the fun times, shit, I wasn´t even straight
You from them ugly corners, this shit a beautiful disaster
You´ll have your head on a platter by the plate
Every time they wanna ask ´bout Yak, that shit get ´em
I sent brat on a hit, my nigga came back gleeful
In a county jail, busted down, went well, me and Slate
Thinkin´ ´bout Jay and all the nights I had to turn reaper

In God´s hands
Be grateful
That He was there
Glory