Sometimes you gotta stay quiet

Even when you right

Hold up!

We got this shit sowed up!

Hold up!

We got this shit sowed up!

Lil' **** on the block with a dream

With a pen in his hand and I'm plotting a scheme

And **** wanna throw jabs

Like a box in the ring but I'm rocky with mine, or like Pac in his prime

With my middle fingers up, because I don't give a fuck

Like them **** in the hood with the beam that'll pull up on your set like Suge on the scene

Murder was the case they gave a ****

Snoop in 95 when he beat the trial

Me and Smoke is like a fetus in the womb

We some brothers that's just tryna make it out and find a way up out the hood

No I don't wanna be a product of the streets

I don't wanna struggle I just wanna hustle

Make a couple millions for my family I gotta get it now

So much on my mind I had to close the blinds for me to go for mine

Still dealing with the same old with the same old but I'm not 'cause a lot of **** fold when it's time to put in over time

Don't let me load the nine

4 in the morning I'm on the grind

Got a fro on the top of my dreads

Who said you gotta look good when you making the bread

She said she feel it in her gut when I'm breaking her bed

My only vision was to make a change, wake the game

Don't compare me to them **** nah we ain't the same

So much weighing on my shoulders got me dealin' with this major pain

I'll fuck around and rearrange your name

I know the road is tough, depending on the past just to hold you up

Considering the V that you're throwin' up

But shout out to the day ones 'cause they know what's up

And **** know we up we got next

We ain't gotta hit the gram just to flex

You ain't gotta floss a penny in your pocket, **** makin' more than what you make a check

Everybody know, who the realest is, who the villain is in this industry

Who gone make a killin' in this industry

Y'all know what it is, when we hit the streets it's a killin' spree

Ain't got no time for no bitchin' and braggin'

Put 'em deep in the casket with affirmative action

Leavin' 'em casted when I hop in and fasten

Gotta double the money the way we bringing the fat shit

From the city of madness where the killin' is tragic

Another black gettin' blasted you can only imagine

The fire and passion turn me to an assassin

Pop the clip in the mag then pull it back blast it

That's when the gun go BLAP!

It ain't no thing to me, 'cause you're not making me or breaking me

Hold up!

The music, the industry

We got this shit sowed up!

When you come in as friends it breaks you up

Hold up!

It breaks you up

We got this shit sowed up!

Police plottin', pistols poppin'

Bitches poppin' on the floor

**** watchin', feds is watchin'

Every move soon as you on

Got no option got a family

Gotta feed 'em that's fasho ****

Yeah that's fasho, yeah that's fasho

Hit the block, form a plot

Execute by any means

Block is hot, police shots

Everyday a murder scene, I can't sleep

Every night wake up from million dollar dreams

Yeah that's fasho, yeah that's fasho

I don't know what you've been told but **** this the 2.0

We ain't really with the braggin', we just had to let you know

Fuck that we gonna ride, cruisin' down the Westside

Me and Zay got this on lock

Use to mob up the block, now we pullin' up in drops

Time to turn it up a notch, we makin' it hot!

We got this shit sowed up

When it comes to being pressured

Watch them **** fold up

Tell me who you gone trust

In my face like hold up

Motherfuck the middle man no you can't control us

You see the time we in you gotta comprehend

We got this shit sowed up!

Unless they'll shoot you dead

When it comes to being pressured

Catch a bullet straight into ya head for talking to the feds

Watch them **** fold up

I'm only focused on my vision, yeah I'm 'bout my dividends

Tell me who you gone trust, in my face like hold up

Politicin' 'bout them Benjamins

Motherfuck the middle man no you can't control us

We only play to win

Sowed up!