Part 1 - Shotgun
[Verse 1: Stevey Rogers]
Just let the shotgun blast
You better move quick my n***a cause the cops come fast
Then them shots come fast so I suggest you duck
I hear you bragging bout' ya rhyming but I heard you s**
n***as mad cause I'm spreading peace I'm like so what
Just know that if I'm on the track I always go so nuts
I don't drink too often I rather smoke up
But tonight I think i might get po'ed up
They say, that Hennessy k**s ya memory
But I don't give the letter that comes before the letter g
On ya keyboard, I grind to the fullest like I need a reward
Come take a detour through my city
I'll show you where the poor live at
How you want people to give when you don't give back
I don't understand the logic man that sh** so wack
Any show my n***as at I bet it'll be so packed
From day 1 getting money was the purpose
Ducking fake n***as & k**ers who always lurking
Searching for the meaning of life under the surface
Stay calm cool & collected tell me why should I be nervous
When a n***a spit so ill that all the b**hes wanna purchase
My album it don't come easy this is very hard working
Lower down the blinds look behind the curtains
Cause there's crooks out here tryna steal ya mothers purses
Is it worth it when you burning on the 3rd degree
Body the competition then send em to the infirmary
Currently I'm counting up this currensy
So tell me why would I waste my time committing burglaries
Smoking herbal leaves cause I know that this world deceives
n***as always got something to say when they see you succeed
I believe in me no I believe in us
f** the government retaliation is a must
Part 2 - Switch Up
[Verse 1: Stevey Rogers]
Pick up the flow yes this a switch up
The summer has arrived so its time for me to kick up
How come when you call ya lady she never pick up?
It's cause she at my house on the couch with my dick up
She getting hiccups from all of the laughter
I stitch up the beat then call the coroner after
Causing disaster such an inglorious ba*tard
No slave ship but you could still call me the master
Of this game we call hip hop I got the grip zip locked
My sh**s hot just know I got these rappers on a slip knot
Stevey Rogers but my n***as call me ace though
H o e s we do not chase those
We just replace those counting up pesos
If I open up the brief i leave the case closed
Raised in Harlem that's why I got this mase flow
Heart of a lion style so graceful
I'm grateful for all of my blessings
I'm just living making sure I learn from all of my lessons
Dinner table full of food I ain't asking for seconds
I'm just praying that this money doesn't become an obsession
Putting my heart in these sessions don't wanna live to see seventy
I'm heavenly at peace with too much energy
To stop ill prolly end up like Kennedy
But f** it I just hope my people remember me