Lyrics
Illest **** alive but you don't remember Jack
Sellin' dope in the Mob, bet you remember that
The murder rate high where we livin' at
Only place for the Mob to make a livin' at
(?) now would you live in that?
Cause just to survive we gotta peel a cap
They see I'm tryna get high what kind of pills you got
2 for 65 what kind of deal is that
Invite killers in our yard cause we sellin' smack
To get my kids a life I gotta mail a pack
My **** need on so I front 'em crack
And when they bring me what they owe I don't want it back
I just wish that I could do more
Turned our business to a trap when we opened up a shoe store
Tried to change our life forgot what we do it for
Time fly straight don't want to lose no more
I'm in the trap with a brick it weigh a thousand
You in a Honda **** I'm in a Audi
I got the line but **** my thoughts cloudy
I'm from the project housin' but walk proudly
A bitch don't got no paper for me it don't arouse me
Put a four in a Sprite it got me drowsy
Pull up on my bike the fiends crowd me
Pull up take your life with a Browning
So swift so smooth at the same time
Sellin' kicks and Bo at the same time
My **** Tay and Boom doin the same crime
Paper on my mind everyday I grind
Knock a **** down in the day time
Got your lil girly on my FaceTime
In a car with a .30 on my waistline
You lil **** wasting time while I'm raisin' mine
Written by: A-One
