You see every hustler got a story to tell. I know I do. You see everybody think they got what it take to make it. A lot of niggas won't make it. We made it. It's that Rich Gang shit and YMCMB shit. That get rich and get wealthy shit. Ain't no other option for the mob nigga. Now I'm clutching on my toast while I'm riding in my ghost. And I'm puffing Cali' smoke while I'm headed to the boat. Got two bad chicks with me. I'm bouta fuck 'em both. I remember when I was broke man I couldn't fuck a hoe. YMCMB dawg you know I took the oath. I'm gettin' bread by the loaf. And I get greeted like the Pope. That Louie V purse ain't the only thing she tote. So you better use caution when you approach. Stay in line nigga. Ain't no need to encroach. Break your legs player and have you runnin' to your coach. I need to feel some fingers since God got a hand. And what's a calendar when they say God's got a plan?. I already know it's part of your tradition and it's part of your religion. When you're brought up in conditions that's considered hard to live in. So you're addicted to the paper. And I ain't Treach homie but I'm naughty by nature. Niggas try to erase you like you was born a mistake. And haters be like "Slow down on the gas pump ya brakes". Them niggas that ain't fake I leave 'em floatin' up a lake. Mow the lawn for the snakes set a trap for the mice. I been heavy on the dice I only sleep on my flights. My baby need shoes and my mama need lights. And my homie got life. Man in jail he got left so he lost all his rights. Now all I can do is just write. Tell him that he ain't dead yet he can live through me. And back to this crazy world he can give through me. Fuck the world if they can't adjust. I'ma keep flossin'. And since life's a marathon I'ma run it for Boston. I'm in the garden bumpin' the best of Marvin. Food for thought for you niggas starvin'. Up until then I'ma be duckin' behind the project building. Smokin' that fire weed with the ghetto children. Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million). Lord up until then I'ma be duckin' behind the project building. Smokin' that fire weed with the ghetto children. Plottin' on a way that we can make a million (million). Lord up until then (up until then)