Uh, yeah
Choose a side
Look, vibe with me
Rhyme is tricky, who ridin with me
Who kinda miss me can kindly miss me, you kinda iffy
Dont know the history? Im from the city of stop-and-frisk me
The cops is jiggy, they spot the blickey then try and get me
My pops a Willie, said Give her fifty, she pop her kitty
He Bad Boy and he Poppa really, its not a Biggie
See my committee, block offici, its not an ishy
Or Im too lazy to cross roads, if not, Im busy
Its not a mystery who shot Ricky, but where the difference
Between the tr and the dough boy, we bred different
So bear witness, this can leave you with head missing
If yall can hear me, I guarantee you the feds listening
So I be spittin in barcode, nothin left in the tap, dog
And after the last call, the bar close
This my Cohiba, cigar blow
Even Tony Stark knows the tension is thick as Wallabee Clark soles
But did I mention Im sick and gotta be hardcore
Hard-boiled, taking your base, thats what we ball for
Money over bimbos, thats what the Mob for
Rappers stuck in limbo cause they were settin the bar low
Every time I rhyme on a track, its like a convo
King, we put the nine to your back, its like you Rondo
When it come to John, though, Ima slaughter a John Doe
Drag him through a drive-thru like he ordered the combo
Hands on him, we wild style with the cans on him
Then come defeat, thats my beliefs and I stand on em
Give you the beats, no Doc Dre or brands on em
Some men want em, these verses hot and the fans want em
Im from the school of them hard knocks with harder standards
Ive been a hard rock before they added the Arm Hammers
My meth bananas, bogus method, we call it bama
Gun on the camera so we can shoot them in panoramas
Na-nana-nana, Im feelin petty, but watch your manners
Use proper grammar so we could stop with the propaganda
No type of slender but tell them hoes, Im not your Santa
Just want the body, nobody tryin to pot-and-pan ya
Cop scanners, a fuller house but we not the Tanners
If shooters bringin them Hawks out, then its not Atlantas
If time is money, I got time and time saved
I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade
Nobody get til I got mine, my mind made
If time is money, I got time and time saved
I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade
Nobody get til I got mine, my mind made
Choose a side
Math vs Meth, Cival War
If time is money, I got time and time saved
I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade
Nobody get til I got mine, my mind made
If time is money, I got time and time saved
I pull your blinds and stop shine behind shade
Nobody get til I got mine, my mind made