I wanted a drop so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz
won't have the same hooks Life's a race, I'm running through this marathon I stand behind the mic in front of folk, like Louis Farakan With teen speech
[O.C.] Reminisce about my childhood, doin things kids did Roughhouse, playin in abandoned lots, throwin rocks Trashcan tops wearin caps in America That
ni**az until they scurry, I'm clearly a man of military means in my artillery Watchin over me through every murder scene From adolescence, to my early teens
from dancing on tabletops to making labels pop For the love of the money so I could cock everything from icy rings to drop tops and now I'm on top But