Yeah [Verse 1] My street n***as following me Models swallowing me Yankee cap leaning Henny bottle with me I pledge allegiance to the dead people Some made it breathing, some is dead people My vision blurry, my diamond clear My money dirty, think my time is near What you call nothign to young warren buffet Got me stuck to the paper like a corn muffin From zip locks to hip hop n***as know They know the game got us sold like a thrift shop Just spoke to Elz, then I hollered at Cam Then I old my n***a Max I'll get him out the can New York, City of dreams Wverything in New York ain't always what it mean Stole that swag and they took it outta town Montana boy bout to bring tit back around [Bridge] Be the cause F-R-E- Bae In the drought serve that COC baby Dope boys going craaa My mind race, i think I'm going craaa Haaaaanh think I'm going craaa Haaaaanh, dope boys go craaa [Verse 2] It's a miracle, they say I ain't lyrical Watch Montana, I made em look hysterical First hit the streets, then I signed with 'Kon They still don't believe me, I'm bout to drop the ball It was all or nothing, from nothing at all They told me life a b**h, so i f**ed her raw He ain't eating with me, I'm yelling "f** em all" Watch me on your flat screen n***a I'm off the wall Knock knock first, then I'm kicking down the door Never snitch and never chase down a who*e I'm the truth n***a, in the coupe n***a I breeze through, Mac & Cheese 2 Mac and Cheese 2, another episode n***a Drama what up, Big Mike Mp3 on the beat Holla at your motherf**ing boy Evil Empire Free Max B Konvict Akon Yeah shout out to all the extent family, all the new business partners Another Mac and Cheese baby, feeding the streets Montana! Ah!