I'm from a small hood, them **** call me the connect

Get you thirty-six for twenty-eight, what you expect?

Still I hop straight up out that 'Rari with a Tec

And you know the shit around my wrist, it cost a check

This shit these **** rapping 'bout, I done done for real

Ask the real ones in your city, I bet them **** know the deal

Get you thirty-six for twenty-eight, what you expect?

If you ain't got no money, suggest you pay me in respect

My. Thug Motivation, yeah that's right, the icon

Step up in this motherfucker, they like who cut the lights on?

I can't pull my card 'cause I'm the motherfucking dealer, boy

The ice cream man, we simply talking that vanilla, boy

Dropped that new Madonna, **** love me like I'm 2Pac

Pulled up with that nina, gave it to 'em in a tube sock

You kicking lil' s hit, I go tsunami on you shrimp ****

Might just show up in some new Armani on you simp ****

I got to get it like, Al Pacino straight up off that boat, boy

Ain't talking chicken curry, you **** fucking with the goat, boy

Glass pot, gas stove, I can show you what it cook like

Put a real ****, beat the odds that's what it look like, let's go

I'm from a small hood, them **** call me the connect

Get you thirty-six for twenty-eight, what you expect?

Still I hop straight up out that 'Rari with a Tec

And you know the shit around my wrist, it cost a check

This shit these **** rapping 'bout, I done done for real

Ask the real ones in your city, I bet them **** know the deal

Get you thirty-six for twenty-eight, what you expect?

If you ain't got no money, suggest you pay me in respect

Whole lot of dick riding, oh I see what's going on

Yeah, these pussy **** mad that I won't play along

All that boss talk, low-key you's a flunky though

Like Rico off of Belly, yeah you **** looking monkey though

Grown ass man, homie, I ain't with the clown shit

You New Edition **** got me on my Bobby Brown shit

Grumpy ass ****, yeah y'all howling at the moon, bitch

Be on that front line like Charlie Sheen in Platoon, bitch

You can hear them **** hissing in the dark, you know the snake type

Type of **** always preaching real, you know the fake type

King of this shit, damn right I wear that crown tight

Real **** beat the odds, this exactly what it sound like

I'm from a small hood, them **** call me the connect

Get you thirty-six for twenty-eight, what you expect?

Still I hop straight up out that 'Rari with a Tec

And you know the shit around my wrist, it cost a check

This shit these **** rapping 'bout, I done done for real

Ask the real ones in your city, I bet them **** know the deal

Get you thirty-six for twenty-eight, what you expect?

If you ain't got no money, suggest you pay me in respect