Yeah
Shit
Mason muthaf*ckin Duran
What up Aztro?
I think they need a reminder
I think they need a reminder
This world does not define us
I am more than the flesh
You know my soul shinin'
Lets have a moment of silence
As I get a few things off my chest
They tryna drop anvils from the sky on me
But shit you know the vibe homie
Can't nothin' kill the Coyote
Too resiliant to die homie
And when I do, in the afterlife, shit
I'm still gone be fly homie
Keep it a bean, that's the only way to go about it
I'm passed all the pleasantries
If I don't f*ck with you, shit
You gone know about it
Modelo chuggin', Miller crushing
And I'm shittin' on opponents probably
Keep it squeezed and let it dump
Until I'm all out of ammo
Then f*ckin' forget about it as I watch the Sopranos
Might change the channel on your program
I love to spit but I might hit 'em with the slow jams
This the type of shit you play in ya Cadillac Brougham
Or in a 1984 Monte Carlo if I woulda never let it go
Damn.. Shit.. I still think about it
Business before pleasure
Have a drink about it
Cigar puffin, ice in my glass clinkin' loudly
Yeah.. this that grown shit
Starching down my Ben Davis early in the mornin'
No hand hiding if I need to throw a stone shit
You need to worry 'bout ya own shit
And if I pull up on you
You gone smell my muthaf*ckin' cologne
Bitch
I think they need a reminder
I think they need a reminder
This world does not define us
I am more than the flesh
You know my soul shinin'
Lets have a moment of silence
As I get a few things off my chest