Rubber Bands & Weight

Uh huh, yeah, yeah Uh huh, yeah Ayo, Al, I got you Ayo, the Butcher coming, nigga Look, I got ten niggas with me, all body catchers That's ten straps and Air Max 97s You know why we legends, ask the streets, yeah They watched me stretch it, I put the microwave on 90 seconds The day my brother died like 9-11, I missed him He smoked a big one when he took that backseat ride to heaven She see my watch, but I don't got a second This wrist got us extras, it's in the pot doing calisthenics They talk tough talk, but they don't want no issues All they talk is gunplay, but they don't own no pistols Sat down at a meeting, manteca on the menu Red laser on the nickel, turn a hater to a Hindu If you used to being broke, then this paper gon' offend you Niggas either dick riding or they paid for their credentials I was young, the plug told me, "Just be patient, I'ma hit you Shit slow, work with me, just take what I can give you" I took that, doubled back and got greater, I continued 'Cause my loyalty as good as any favor I could lend you You can hate, but I'm official, I don't break 'cause I ain't brittle That's real G shit, if you a gangster, I commend you, ah Cocaine jumping out the pot, rubber bands and weight Dope fiends walking up the block, rubber bands and weight 6am, but I ain't closing shop, my other plans can wait It's Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block, did twenty grand a day Cocaine jumping out the pot, rubber bands and weight Dope fiends walking up the block, rubber bands and weight 6am, but I ain't closing shop, my other plans can wait It's Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block, did twenty grand a day My background official, I don't back down from issues I spin back 'round and get you, pull my mask down and clip you You can go and check my record, not a blemish on my file The whole Griselda bought Rolexes and put VSs on the dial My man calling home sick, said he stressing over trial I said, "You get a hundred years, you still a legend in the town" We was youngsters who grew to be crooked, they threw me in booking This beef shit, speak up, this Uzi'll cook it They played hoops, I played the stoop with the tool in the bushes First day I met your old lady, she threw me the pussy Yeah, we real niggas, hundred grand, that's my mother fault I need another vault, nigga, yeah, that's hustler talk In this game of life, it mean death if you come up short My man doing a stretch for a body that his brother caught Cocaine jumping out the pot, so you know That my post game standing on this block like Karl Malone, ah Cocaine jumping out the pot, rubber bands and weight Dope fiends walking up the block, rubber bands and weight 6am, but I ain't closing shop, my other plans can wait It's Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block, did twenty grand a day Cocaine jumping out the pot, rubber bands and weight Dope fiends walking up the block, rubber bands and weight 6am, but I ain't closing shop, my other plans can wait It's Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block, did twenty grand a day Rubber bands and weight Rubber bands and weight My other plans can wait Did twenty grand a day Rubber bands and weight Rubber bands and weight