Motherfuckers callin my team Scarface, pushing that white boy like Tony
From the blocks to the island like Coney
We poundin , young gun away from nothing, but a couple of pennies
2-1-2, ahh, couple of minis
Now can you feel me, its just that real biatch, Kells, biatch
Caught ya never snitchin in 5th Grade, I wouldnt even show and tell biatch
Im from the city where menace made
I had a daughter, now Im trying to father a junior, like its Eleventh Grade
Neighbors look in my garage, like where the whip at?
Haters looking around like where my click at?
Right over there, makin sure my profit is avoiding the dispatch
Only thing that aint moving is where my lips at
Cause all that chit-chat with me? Nada
Id rather stuff these dollars in my pockets, tell the make em burst like Piñata
And though my partners medicated, they aint ill much
But they do regurgatitin, throw the bills up
This is my life, born winner since momma pushed out a fetus
And these haters over-crowdin my penis
63, big feet, Chuck Ts, guess you know what that means
Get on your motherfuckin knees and suck these, bitch!
And I will never put no one above my baby mama
So with these hoes, I keep my poker face like Lady Gaga
Give them some intercourse and flight, middle fingers up
That means I give a flying fuck, dumb dumb, listen up
Now let me tell you some rules to this game
Everybody isnt real, only a few remain
With that said, you should never become a business mans friend
Cause his intentions from the beginning is them back ends
And most important, never forget where you from
Cause after its over, guess where you gon be? Running home
And last off, never let em take the love from us
Loyalty is everything, EST or its nothin, Kells
One time, for the beautiful struggle we live
Fuck, one time, trying to keep us from doing the biz
Two times, for the people thats holdin the jokes
Three, if I gotta say who this for, Imma save this for yall