Come on, yo, yo

Ayo, my Dipset Taliban

We are not a crew

We're more like a movement

More like in tune with

The moon and the stars

Some say I soon will be doomed for them bars

But I could be caught, pissy, clubs

Saloons and them bars

The industry thinks that they groomin' a star, nah

I'm more like a thug disprovin' the odds

Runnin' round all crazy, the city, with my goons in them cars

Wake up, wake up

Gotta go get that cake up, break up

Divide that payroll, ayo

Go get that yayo, yayo, yayo

Killer, hey, bro

Holler at Pedro

On the 80 in Waco

I tell him lay low, bay bro

When I beef, names'll be said

Tools'll be spread

Two in your head, body be bagged

Eulogy read

Dog in the news'll get read

'Cause what I deal with is usually feds on the first

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo (It's the first of the month)

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo (It's the first of the month)

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo (It's the first of the month)

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yo, now I'm the type of dude

Post up, sell drugs on your property

Stone cold hustler, ain't no fuckin' denyin' me

I sell drugs in varieties

You want it, I got it

You see it, you like it

We count it, you buy it from me

I'm what the people call a menace to the public society

Fuck 'em, I'm ridin', my gun on the side of me

Fuck 'em, I'm drivin', I'm puffin', I'm high as can be

I'm speedin', I'm weavin', I'm buggin', my eye on the street

Cam signed to the Roc, it's time that we eat

Harlem's back, this time it's for keeps

You rollin' or not?

The takeover's now, y'all focused or not?

We been ready, it's just that our promotion was not

But I can't blame no one for this

I'm a'ight with that

Can't be racist, 'cause I sell too much white for that

So I decided I'ma milk these crackers for all they, milk and crackers

Till I'm rich and these mills don't matter

Uh, you **** follow my plot?

If not, swallow these shots, Santana swallow your block

I run with enforcers, big dudes and bosses

Black, British and Walter, the phone call'll cost ya

Keep rollin' in them caravans actin'

We got big trucks with chrome, Taliban action

Send one up to Jabar, my **** maxed in

T-Money's home and he's never goin' back in

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo (It's the first of the month)

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo (It's the first of the month)

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo (It's the first of the month)

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo, yayo

Yo, I swear to God

You'll think I had a violin, the way I fiddle triggers

How you older than me, and still a little ****?

On the first, I hate these chickens

Get they check, hair and nails done, steak and chicken for they fridge

And they kids fly

I ain't open, friend (Not at all)

On the 11th, you gon' be broke again

Word to Jehovah, man

Hoes in they shoes, barkin' like a Doberman

Comin' to see Cam, for some coke again

It's the first of the month

Yo, I'm the first on the block for the cycle

With rocks to disperse like

Shots from a rifle

See they tainted our image

It's fucked up the way the game painted our image

They say we dangerous people

Why? Because we movin' 'caine to the people

Don't be the reason I be, aimin' this Eagle

My aim's to get equal

The first and fifteenth's got some restraints on my people

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo (It's the first of the month)

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo (It's the first of the month)

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo

Ayo, ayo (It's the first of the month)

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo

Yayo, yayo, yayo

Dipset, ****

Jim Jones coppin' status

Killah the don

Juelz Santana

Freaky

Harlem

My Taliban

Eastside

Bs up

The first and fifteenth

We still goin' though it

Welfare and Medicaid

Woo

The liquor stores, Broadway

Seventh

15th and 40th

Y'all know the struggle

Holla

Roc-A-Fella