Aye, I been on my shit as of late
Hit the road running, risk is not a thing
Might cop me a brick and pass the weight
Looking outside in, you bound to hate
I just had my mission route change
Never ask niggas shit, you outplayed
Woah, wait, wait
Dead bodies in the basement
Hollow bullet to the face, if
Blond give the okay
Mind slipping won't break
Grind different, don't chase
Crime only thing pays, so
My intentions all fate
All black to the grave