9 hunnit on the kicks
2 bands on the fit
12 hunnit on blick nigga

You better pray it can rain wit it’s sunny
My homie done turned into a junkie
I’m learning myself how you figure you kno me
Pass me the rock bet I turn into to Kobe
Wit the left I feel like Ginobli
Half these niggas be police
I got this shit out the mud wit my rodey
Punches be hitting like Toney

Money was tucked in the mattress
They looking for static and status

Under the north face I’m packing
If he think it’s sweet ima boom thru the jacket
I really be chilling don’t make me get active
Deep down I’m really a savage
I Been thru some shit when I cry I start laughing
I turned my pain into passion

I stack my bread in the winter
Prolly be gone till the summer
Stay out the way and accumulate commas
Niggas is slimey watch out for the gunna’s
Ya bitch gon get low when she wanna
I kick for the score then I’m outta like a punter
I want the spits that don’t mean that I want her
Stash full of the stick we equipped like a drummer

You know I came from the gutter
Raised in the jets wit me brothers
Us never them we don’t rock with the other
I lost a brother I do this for luva

You know I came from the gutter
Raised in the jets wit me brothers
Us never them we don’t rock with the other
I lost a brother I do this for luva

9 hunnit on the kicks
2 bands on the fit
12 hunnit on blick nigga