feat. Michael Da Vinci
Crack head sitting on the corner
Looking like he might be in need
Wondering if you can give them a little bit of cheese
For another crack rocking a little mickey d's oh, he gonna get it
Remember sitting in my uncle's kitchen I was 8 though
Whippin' up a little something for them pesos
I was making pyramids out of legos
He was making sure his daughter then we're straight though
Screaming motherf**er co*k the car wins low
Louie pellers with the motherf**ing tier hole
Ran the trap like a goddamn drive through
Slanging crack at the motherf**ing window
And the drive through n***a gotta get bread
By any means my n***a, motherf** fans
We get the cheese my n***a, till we all fed
Started out with 9 n***as and they all dead
And the choir sings
Young n***a posted on the corner
Posted with a pocket full of trees
See the sh** cost a dub, he ain't got no 6 or c's
And I can't f** with you, if you ain't got the f sh**
I'ma get it, n***a let's get lifted
We can get high tonight
And we gonna jack that n***a that was flossing, right?
Yeah, no gun, it was hard tonight
Try to jack a motherf**er with an army knife
I gotta lay low, made a triple to the barrel 'cause the ends low
I'm on the interstate with 10.5, damn
There go Carl Winslow
n***as ask me how I'm doing, said I'm f**ed up
But I still find the way to get them bucks up
Mean I'll rob in the place when the cops up
I'm in your girlfriend still tryina get a night op
Crack head standing on the corner
Night time staring at the trees
Fiending for a rock, she was of a**ist 3
Sharing dirty needles arm look so diseased
Little kids run to the house in the driveway
Turn this last game of hide and seek
1, 2, 3 smell the fumes from the weed
That the old hair's lit down the street got a nose for the ceased
High's so good, swears it's all that she needs
Should have pa**ed a week ago to stay sherik
sh**, can I get a dollar for my feet
Up and down the street, walking, looking at the heat
For the smoke from the porch, look s**y to its schmit
Tryina reach the pyramid, slay for the queen
n***as life of queens playing pricks in Corvettes
Fast lining, purple rain hoes make them right