Ay, it’s like more money more problems
They say the rooms are almost full no more bodies
Oh you want to go to war n*gga? We bout it
We don’t nothing about peace no more, we seek violence

Put your mother f*cking hands up, don’t move
N*gga better not think of even blinkin in this bitch or imma start shootin’
Can’t no n*gga tell me a damn thang, I ain’t conversing with no n*gga
I’m a grown man, f*ck you
I’m my own man

It go more money more problems
I be like no peace more violence
Put your mother f*cking hands up, don’t move
N*gga better not think of even blinkin in this bitch or imma start shootin’
Put your mother fucking hands up, they don’t f*ck with us cuz they don’t f*ckin understand us
Say the reaper on the way, last time he came, we f*cked his mans up
Told him, told him, told him runnin’ his mouth, that what got your mans touched
It go, more money more problems I know this shit cuz I’m band up
Shit, I flood my chain in vvs
I pour them rocks up all in my drank
So I flush em away every time I piss
Tornado Kidd chose not to be a hero today, I’m a villain
Somebody cut off Tornado Kidd and played Trey8, I feel like killin’

Uh, dead man walking
Dead man down
Dead man talking
Dead man
Let’s go, Choppa town n*igga
Watch how Tornado Kidds spinning

It’s like more money more problems
They say the rooms are almost full no more bodies
Oh you want to go to war n*gga? We bout it
We don’t nothing about peace no more, we seek violence

Put your mother f*cking hands up, don’t move
N*gga better not think of even blinkin in this bitch or imma start shootin’
Can’t no n*gga tell me a damn thang, I ain’t conversing with no n*gga
I’m a grown man, f*ck you
I’m my own man

They don’t understand us
Bitch I’m band up