Tripping off this yack/blowing smoke in the air/got enough straps to go to war for weeks at a time/i make the heat burn in the rain/so much coke i can produce a mountain/clientele for days i ain't tripping/got one safe in my house holds about 40 million/another safe holds 350 keys of yay the life is lovely/fast cars cold jewelry designer clothing and the kicks to stay fly/chanel cologne on smelling lovely/attracting female personality/bitches love it as i lay them on they back lift they legs and eat the butter cake/i got the civic on tune 600 horsepower stage 6 clutch peeling rubber/can't see me steady grinding on the block peeling brick wrapping/ delivering to corner stores i keep it gully/no pigs on the payroll but im good with that/can't trust everybody in this cold world full of hate/niggaz out to get you/sometimes being strapped up not a guarantee you stay living/other sides pack hot heat and hollow bullets too/now it's up to who aiming better and faster with it/bringing chances down to 50/50 life's at stake now what the f*ck/wear the vest for extra protection just in case/teflon suit when at war i ain't playing dump a whole clip on your head don/f*ck these little niggaz im going towards the big fish i ain't nickel and diming i gets mines/glock 22 nice but the 19 bigger extended clip on both of them now you just made it right/if i throw on the 100 round drum niggaz is done living life to the fullest middle finger in the air/screaming f*ck the world like pac/glocks and extensions got me feeling some type of way/ready for war i ain't playing i keep mines tucked everyday selling pies like if I'm a bakery shop/soft or hard depending how you want it/if you cook it yourself you'll make a bigger profit/niggaz hungry steady grinding on these blocks full of fiends/po driving by all the time can't be slipping/undercovers dressed as fiends but i can smell the difference/knots in my socks cause i got dubs of crack stashed in them/if you short a couple dollars no worries you can get a bag/hustling much a profit i gets mines/cuban link on the chain with a Jesus piece icy/rollie ice out bezel looking fly/i like gold jewelry or white gold doesn't matter/polo shirt with the 3 button top levi jeans with the red spike lee jays on/dust my feet as i sit in the back of the maybach benz/a pack of backwoods with a zip of gorilla we getting high/sipping on rose slouch back talking pies and shipments/100 bands ina brown paper bag for the down payment process/niggaz serious about work we get it poppin/gotta hit the streets by the 3rd day of the month/slang it out for 3 weeks than back to the ports to reup on them pies living life to the fullest middle finger in the air/screaming f*ck the world like pac/glocks and extensions got me feeling some type of way/ready for war i ain't playing i keep mines tucked everyday