We some drinkin', smokin', gamblin', ramblin',

Pole totin, all motion type of guys, you feel me

This that WDT-shit, keep it P-shit

No you can't smoke for free, but if you want smoke, it's free, bitch

Spazz Q, lines from 9 to 5, clock in let's get to work

M.I.G. goin' crazy

One thing that I know fasho

I'm not gon' tell on my gang

We bros, we stick to the code

Break bread while we gettin' paid

I'll bend, but I will not fold

I'm with the same **** from back in the day

You gotta move smart if you gone reach yo goals

Yeah, humble yourself and stay out the way

Cause I want the bands and I want the pape

I wanna be proud of this money I made

I want the whole world to speak good of my name

My bitch throwin' ass while I make it rain

Yes, I want the cheese and I want the cake

I do not have time to be fuckin' with lames

I woke up today and said, I need to change

I bought me a bottle to bottle the pain

No I don't got hoes, that shit don't make sense

But I got a bitch that do like givin' lip

She good with the tip, she good with the grip

When money be callin', then I got a dip

I hop out the bed and I throw on some drip

I throw on some jeans, the jeans with the rip

I roll up a spliff, then hop in the whip

Then load up my clip cause I'm not with the shit

I got me a blick on side of my hip

I'll reach if you reach and I'll pull if you pull

I got the patience, I'm tired of waitin

The Spazz in my name is for losin' my cool

There's only one way and that way is up

The only way down is for not breakin' rules

People gon' talk, but show me some proof

You sit at my table, then you can eat too

Don't sit at my table if you came to hate

Don't sit at my table if you came to play

Don't sit at my table if you on some games

Don't Come to my table if you not bout pape

Yes, I'm on a mission, I'm gonna be great

Yes, I'm up to somethin', I been up all day

I been kicked back, I got food on my plate

Can't sit at my table if you not with the gang

One thing that I know fasho

I'm not gon' tell on my gang

We bros, we stick to the code

Break bread while we gettin' paid

I'll bend, but I will not fold

I'm with the same **** from back in the day

You gotta move smart if you gone reach yo goals

Yeah, humble yourself and stay out the way

Cause I want the bands and I want the pape

I wanna be proud of this money I made

I want the whole world to speak good of my name

My bitch throwin' ass while I make it rain

Yes, I want the cheese and I want the cake

I do not have time to be fuckin' with lames

I woke up today and said, I need to change

I bought me a bottle to bottle the pain