Kredity
Texty
As I gaze up at the stars
And howl up at the moon
I've been all around the world
I told them that I'll be back soon
As I gaze up at the stars
And howl up at the moon
I've been all around the world
I told them that I'll be back
Game got my brain in a chokehold
I'm still trying to figure out which way I should go
Just say no, but I say yes to the streets
Just bought some new hammers that's faster than beef
I can't rest when I sleep
Unless my gun under my pillow like the tooth fairy left us some teeth
With the jeans and my swagger is mean
Plus my fitted hat lean like an outfielder played in the league
Couple G's in my pockets to blow
Corner pocket your ho
Like fast food, yeah I got it to go
So I rep that Diller Hill fly shit across the globe
Certain places only bosses go
Still climb to the top, took losses though
At the edge I was cautious though
I was cautious though
It's Wolf Pack 'til the day that I die
'Til the clouds turn grey in the sky, motherfucker
Yo I got big guns, big hammers and little triggers
But them little things turn big men to little bitches
**** say I'm nice, but now I'm getting a little vicious
Cause of fake dogs with milkbone jaws acting like bitches
**** act gangsta, 'til them slugs get up in them
Then their real colors show, snakes start spitting venom
Got the hood flooded, indictments came by abundance
Drug money's good but don't no good come from it
Root of all evil, rules all people, believe me, you
Life ain't a movie, when you die, ain't no sequel
Sheet over your face the last time your kids see you
**** act like they hard, in reality dudes are see-through
My vision's way beyond what the eyes can see
My **** are sharing this vision so they're seeing with me
See the cars, see the cribs and you seeing the dough
I John Cena your ass, you ain't seeing this flow, ****
As I gaze up at the stars
And howl up at the moon
I've been all around the world
I told them that I'll be back soon
As I gaze up at the stars
And howl up at the moon
I've been all around the world
I told them that I'll be back
When y'all was trying to learn life, I was trying to turn whites
I done earned stripes up and down the turnpike
Hitting turns like I'm on the mound pitching
We started with the vision, just a pistol and a pigeon
Straight from the body to the south side of Richmond
Duckin' from the coppers, kept krills in the kitchen
I'm in the kitchen, I'm like listen
Patient over the pot like Grandpa Fishin'
No time for bitching, I be where the cake at
Did you reconcile, please have my cake ASAP
I said ASAP 'fore I let the K clap
Hit him close range so I can see his face crack
Then it's straight back, stunting on these old frauds
You ain't an O.G. boy, you more like an old broad
Oh lord, when the heat cock
Close range shot make it sound like the beat box
By the last couple months I hurl out of your grave
I knew you was gonna be a star, you know I should just wait
Wait, you see this chicken getting smaller on my plate
You see I lost a little weight and you can see it in my face
I'm hungry, stress got me depressed
And now I'm feeling upset cause cash never reset
It ejects, this money gets me hard, I'm an erect
You see this, a man understand that I need sex
Like Chinese, they need that
I'm a wolf, I prey over the weak
If it's beef, cock, shoot, blow the flesh off of his meat
It's me, I got a lot of N-E-R-V
Plenty U.S. troops, I'll blow a hole through your fleet
Yeah, dare a **** come try to Saddam me
You ain't got enough Contra guns to harm me
It's H.R., Top Gunz and W.P
I said enough subliminals, y'all ain't fucking with me, nah
As I gaze up at the stars
And howl up at the moon
I've been all around the world
I told them that I'll be back soon
As I gaze up at the stars
And howl up at the moon
I've been all around the world
I told them that I'll be back
