(verse #1 Liek Baby)
Parking lot k**ing it I'm talking homicide
Fifty fifty yea my life been suicide
f** it, ask my n***as if it's true or not
The youngest n***a in the city riding suicide
And I got it all from licking dawg
I ain't start serving rocks till Gucci dropped chicken talk
Now I hit the plug up and tell him drop dem chickens off
The whole city love us because we stay consistent dawg
(Yea) I kno dem f** n***as remember
That drought came in the winter & I had them thangs in a rental
Ask my n***as I really hold them down
Ask the streets I really sold the pounds
Yea the movement more vicious than a school of pits
Since a jit I been on that frank Lucas sh**
From getting on n***as a** when it's crunch time
To serving dimes in the lunch line
(Chorus Liek Baby)
I got vouchers I got vouchers
You can ask my teachers you can ask my preachers you can ask my mama n***a
I swear to God, to the streets I'm loyal
I did my time b**h you can ask my lawyers
& they say you's ah f** n***a if they don't know nun boutcha
Yea you's ah f** n***a if they don't know nun boutcha
So what that make me n***a I got vouchers n***a I got vouchers