Ain't no love in my city, I lost my brother on the block, I'm from uptown Philly, still
Screaming fuck the ops, they wanna see me in the grave, they wanna see me in the way
I wanna see me getting paid, they wanna see me on the grave, going ham on these niggas
Like I'm doing right now, who brother the goat, me, who he give the torch, me, so why they up
In the city, just running around acting like me, who flow to the oils, me, who always got
Something for you, me, they be like that's Spittage, when he speak, no that's his little
Brother he a beast, they be screaming R.I.P to S.P.I., that's my bro ski, know it's real
In the field when you got to tattoo your homies, momma cried second son is gone, made it through
The storm, yeah they know me, Kidd boss took a big loss, now I'm back here to take the whole thing
We ain't gonna talk about this rap shit, I'm the real rap's Mike Jackson, and y'all can go ahead
With that glitter shit, cause I was really never into flashing, cause I'm the type of nigga never
Had shit, so when I get a dollar I be flashing, I'm the type of nigga never had shit, so when I
Get a dollar I be, who really got this shit, there's no one in Philly can top the Kidd, I do
Not know where the talent went, guess when spit died and died with him, we ain't find nobody
Hotter since, here I come right behind following, spitting that pain and they swallow it, like that
Pill when you find out what wifey did, you a sucker for pussy, your type of bitch, black eye when you
Find out she like my pic, she told me I'm like yo man what kind of shit, had to cut off, I ain't got
Time for that, all that cuffing and loving, know I'm a pimp, making money yeah that make a lot of sense
I'm really focused on this rhyming shit, put that work in then you probably snitch, like yeah Kidd boss
Got it in, told the judge I ain't selling shit, beat the case lucky selling bitch, why throw a shot if
You gonna miss, everybody know my government, I'm a die try getting rich, everybody know my government
I'm a die try getting rich, ain't no love in my city, I lost my brother on the block, I'm from uptown Philly
Still screaming fuck the ops, they want to see me in the grave, they want to see me in the wave, I'd rather
See me getting paid, I'd rather see me on the gram, going ham on these niggas like I'm doing right now
Who brother the goat, me, who he give the torch , me, so why they up in the city just running this
Run around acting like me, me, who flow to the oil, me, who always got something for you, me, they be like That's Spittage when he speak
No that's his little brother he a beast