[Intro]. See most of y'all sucka ass niggas. wouldn't last a week in my hood if you was broke. And wouldn't last a day if you had money. I seen grown men cry grown men die for the love of that money. In God we trust!. [Verse 1]. My trigger finger itchin' palms itchin' too. We back-to-back in Ghosts playin' peek-a-boo. We went to war with Sosa over a brick or two. So for a hundred ki's think what my clique could do. I'm talkin' clappin' toasts bullets'll hit your roof. They hit his body he went in shock no Pikachu. Niggas ain't bout it they talkin' but really pick and choose. We on our second strike we ain't got shit to lose. All my niggas is felons all you niggas is tellin'. Sold your soul to them people they gon' get you to sell it. They gon' get you to move it they gon' get you a Buick. They gon' get you a wire like niggas gon' use it. You gon' tell on your brothas what a lame homie. I got a bullet with your name on it and a full clip I autographed. Kids cryin' at the viewing I guess it was upset. [Hook]. We done went to war with the realest shot it out with the best. Talkin' high-end guerillas banana clips make a mess. I seen young niggas cry I seen young niggas fold. I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told. For the love of the money for the love of the money. For the love of the money love of the money. Man them young niggas hungry for the love of the money. I seen real niggas cry I seen real niggas hit. I seen real niggas die cuz a real nigga snitch. In God we trust. [Verse 2]. Lotta niggas act Tony-like. Told them D's everything you heard but that's your homie right. But he got killers lurkin' outside at your home tonight. They gon' hit the crib and kill the kids oh that's Kony right. Oh that's Kony-like everybody bleed. Cuz he come out in 2060 Christmas Eve. First time he went to prison he ain't get to leave. Feds takin' pictures niggas is rats you should say cheese. Once a local dude shit the fire now. Never ever spit a rap but he got bars now. I'm talkin fed time yard up yard down. Baby mama can't pay the bills shit is hard now. How that make you feel you should pay them bills. MA spittin in them trays when they make yo' meal. Niggas shittin' out them packs just to take them pills. And his baby mama brought em in boy this shit is real. Niggas turn to Muslim niggas turn to Christian. They gave him life he try'n appeal it got him on a mission. His homies ain't learn they still in the kitchen. They firin' bullshit that coka ain't swimmin'. It's coming up short no food on the fork. Niggas is catchin' cases niggas is goin' to court. He done slaved in the field you the one on the porch. With the gun in your hand try and run with the man. [Hook]. We done went to war with the realest shot it out with the best. Talkin' high-end guerillas banana clips make a mess. I seen young niggas cry I seen young niggas fold. I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told. For the love of the money for the love of the money. For the love of the money love of the money. Man them young niggas hungry for the love of the money. I seen real niggas cry I seen real niggas hit. I seen real niggas die cuz a real nigga snitch. In God we trust. [Outro]. Hey look I'ma tell you like this. If you in school nigga stay in school. If you got a job nigga stay at work. If you a family man stay with your muhfuckin' family nigga. Cuz this shit ain't meant for everybody dawg. Everybody talk that shit until they get caught up in some real shit. And then they start talkin' that shit. [Hook]. We done went to war with the realest shot it out with the best. Talkin' high-end guerillas banana clips make a mess. I seen young niggas cry I seen young niggas fold. I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told. For the love of the money for the love of the money. For the love of the money love of the money. Man them young niggas hungry for the love of the money. I seen real niggas cry I seen real niggas hit. I seen real niggas die cuz a real nigga snitch. In God we trust