(Thanks for the gift, E)

What?

(Ixso, you go too crazy)

I serve Percs, I sold pounds on the first, this bitch pound

I drop work in your town, what goes around comes around

You can't spell him without I-M and I'm him

Run out of babies, I just text the plug if you got milk

I ain't no joke, guess who back with that stick? Rakim

Every since I seen him shoot his gun, we've been locked in

When you was wrestling with work, I was serving Roxxanes

No Adidas, but the hood'll tell you that I'm top ten

I'm only fighting with my brother, I'll get you boxed in

Hop out the car, get to squeezin', when he drop, hop in

Got a black card, I'm never trippin', always share a bitch

That ain't your watch, that's y'all man's shit, I guess y'all sharing wrists

We grown now and the only thing we sharin' is a brick

**** owin' me so much, I think I'm done wearing Rick

When y'all was T'd up, I never even told you I was fed up

Y'all broke, havin' fun, I was tryna get my bread up

**** dick-suckin', so we turned 'em into red dust

They sat my mans down, I had to tell him keep his head up

I serve Percs, I sold pounds on the first, that bitch pound

I drop work in your town, what goes around comes around

They say the king of the streets is the first one to the crown

Last **** played with me was the first one in the ground

Put a dollar on the chopper, that's a hundred K

If we comin' for your gang, ****, run away

It's bloodshed and we can't squash it, ain't got nothin' to say

I save the money and the choppers for a rainy day