I don't give a f*ck what you sayin' to me I get in a mode and smoke a three-five Talk to the
Mic, this my therapy Ahead of my time, I don't want no bust down
Niggas can't compare to me I got niggas fightin' FED state cases, man
Free the home team All them shootouts by my momma's house, pray to God, still ducking felonies
He been trappin' his whole life, but he never seen the key
Bullshittin' ass niggas be purpin' out cha man, get out the streets
All that gangster shit, better bump it down before you be deceased
Better know what's up with me, I don't talk too much, yeah, I keep it brief
I'm from the five, but I'll never, ever, ever drop a f*ckin' dime
I'm one of the greatest, feel like Basie in my f*ckin' prime
Hart of the north, jumped off the porch and I start slingin' iron
I was on that Al with pump, he showed me how to dump and perfect my grind
I'm from PoplinAve, but I thank South Al for makin' me a man
Plenty situations, you would've ran and dropped your blam
I was in the backyard with Maneman, pressin' grams by hand
I'm from the Wayln, yeah, I don't know about that, Nola shit
Play with me, chopper, got extendos and a big ol' clip
I was in my granny yard when they had a spin, but I just spent on this
Police ask me questions, I don't know how that boy got hit
All together, stick with my dawgs, I'm like Michael Vick
Send a blitz like Madden, yeah, them youngins pullin' up with sticks
Automatic, get the hit and crash your transmissions and shit
What's the word, tell me what you heard, nigga, I'm in the mix