Get ready for the onslaught, me and my ****, we on the block

We steppin' on motherfuckers to the motherfuckin' top

Get the cash'til I drop, hatin' **** can eat the glock

I'm smellin' the paranoia on the whole fuckin' block

That's the top, tip tops, I get loose, you can check the repertoire

Need an 87 proof, knockin' **** out they boots

Hittin' hard like goof

**** call me for the drama, I'm the legal man to shoot

Scopin' **** off the roof, me and Sika got the plan

Understand it when I tell you

Who about to be the man

Leaving **** by the hand

Fuck nah

That shit'll make a **** earn

We been regulating suckas since the days of Cold War

Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke

Sometimes I get drunk but I love to smoke

Sometimes I spend money on hoes and coke

Sometimes, sometimes

Sometime I feel like I wanna count my cash

Sometimes I hit the block more harder than Taz

Sometimes I'm hopping out and I'm the first to blast

Sometimes, sometimes

It's a cold ass world

E-Sic getting drunk with the pump in the trunk

Had a candlestick cut

A half pint of gin in the blunt

My **** Tay Tay comes through with some skunk, uh

I'm bout to fuck it up and it looks like rain

Time to get tested in this motherfucking game

Run up on a **** with the Mossberg

Any request, any last words?

Let's take a walk ****

Down the street around the corner

Now I got you thinking, use a motherfuckin' goner

Better not run and don't flinch

Cause ain't nothing worse being said than you went out like a bitch

Sometimes I have money and I still feel broke

Sometimes I get drunk but I love to smoke

Sometimes I spend money on hoes and coke

Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes I feel like I want to count my cash

Sometimes I hit the block more harder than Taz

Sometimes I'm hopping out and I'm the first to blast

Sometimes, sometimes

Creeping the street with a crooked beat

With a mind so sticky, quivered in heat

Taking on competition if these haters wanna be

Stuck up motherfuckers love to brag and flex they cash

While we struggling on the street we plotting to put you in a cast

Ready to mash and dash, spitting new material like a rash

Perverse situation leaving an alcoholic smashed

THC and Hennessy seems to be my remedy

But it only caused my nerves cause I still got all my enemies

Having a daily dream while my heartbeat starts to stop

I'm black and equipped with a flatline watching the battles that I fought

But I must remain tame, keep my cool maintain my fame

Never scared of competition when it comes up to this game

Sometimes I have money and I still feel

Sometimes I get drunk but I love to smoke

Sometimes I spend money on hoes and coke

Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes I feel like I wanna count my cash

Sometimes I hit the block more harder than Taz

Sometimes I'm hopping out and I'm the first to blast

Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes I feel like killing myself or even blasting someone else

Just another consequence to the game that's deadly to my health

Everyday I'm paranoid I'm watching my back on the block

To hit these victims like a heart attack and leave them in shock

Pop pop where's your clock you need to shut the fuck up

Sometimes I feel like jacking a bitch when my adrenaline's up

I've had enough of the bullshit stories you can save all the lies

Keep the drama to yourself and put away the disguise

No compromise it's trapping right if you're really willing to die

When it falls all conflict between your wives it's just another homicide eleven five

Do or die what I call a hustle getting higher worse than cardiac arrest

She got no chance to survive

Sometimes I have money and I still feel broke

Sometimes I get drunk but I love to smoke

Sometimes I spend money on hoes and coke

Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes I feel like I wanna count my cash

Sometimes I hit the block more harder than Taz

Sometimes I'm hopping out and I'm the first to blast

Sometimes, sometimes