[Hook: Project Pat]
They gonna make me go back to my old ways
Shooting pistols, robbing n***as, selling yay
300 pounds of Ghetty Green on the way
Dope kickers bumpin' Mista Don't Play
Homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
Robbery, a**ault and kidnap for d**, murder
Homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
Robbery, a**ault and kidnap for d**, murder
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Extended clip one in the head, where the dope
She mask up, tied up, taped and some rope
Hit a lick but have a brown, some pills and some smoke
They gave this b**h a eighth of gas for some motherf**ing throat
Kick yo door with the chopper, poppin' yeah you already know
Deal with the street n***as, word on the street you a hoe
Never got a burner on ya, n***as think that you slow
Bro I'm f**ing with you, make your food man that's for sure
Liars [?] you know how the jungle go
They say get up out the street, where a n***a gonna go
Robberie, drug sales, that's all a n***a know
Robbery or extortion, p**y n***a make your choice
[Hook: Project Pat]
They gonna make me go back to my old ways
Shooting pistols, robbing n***as, selling yay
300 pounds of Ghetty Green on the way
Dope kickers bumpin' Mista Don't Play
Homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
Robbery, a**ault and kidnap for d**, murder
Homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
Robbery, a**ault and kidnap for d**, murder
[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Heard this s**er a street over really getting it in
Information gotten from a OG in the pen
Say his daddy was a gangster, but not he not respected
Son had a shelter life, he was street neglected
On his daddy name plugs f**ing with it
OG say his green light on that boy so go and get it
Choppas with them [?] scope, we make no mistakes
Me and my dog lick that bag though like a birthday cake
Headed to the bedroom, n***a came out bustin'
My AK spit that dragon fire, let it start puffin'
n***a screaming "stop shooting, what ya n***as want?"
I said where the motherf**ing money b**h and all the dope
n***a took me to his stash and we took all his sh**
25 p's of Cali and a f**ing quarter brick
Now that's a true lick
I came up in the hood, I came up off the hood
My n***as is understood, ya feel me?
[Hook: Project Pat]
They gonna make me go back to my old ways
Shooting pistols, robbing n***as, selling yay
300 pounds of Ghetty Green on the way
Dope kickers bumpin' Mista Don't Play
Homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
Robbery, a**ault and kidnap for d**, murder
Homicide, extortion, kick your doors, murder
Robbery, a**ault and kidnap for d**, murder