I be with them boys, having sticks like toys
And we having money for that shit, yeah we go hard
Know a couple niggas, put them scores up on them boards
That gas got me on Mars, see the opps and all the stars
I can't even trust nobody, think that shit too evil
I done lost my guy, I smoke exotic to get that shit off easier
Think that boy gon' slide, you out your mind, that boy won't even feed you
I be with them guys and we outside, them boys be brothers keepers
Put a twist to it, put a lil' season like Diddy
On another level in the city, money gon' be looking like some midgets
Happy with that money I be living, f*cking with the vibe she be feeling
Niggas slimey, niggas never listen, one day these niggas gonna hear me
I might crash this shit, just because I'm lit
My boy just like me, we throw that shit up every pic
Any nigga playing with the gang gon' die, we out the mix
Every nigga on the block really having fyes, we having sticks