[Verse 1]
Cash Money, Young Money, motherfuck the other side
They can fuck with us if they want, I bring 'em homicide
Word to my momma, I'm gonna continue ballin'
Told her gettin' out the game, it's like comin' out of a coma
I'm tryin', but I'm normal when this rap shit get boring
All I ask is that you pray for me
And the beat keep crying and I'mma keep beatin' her
Fee, I'm fuckin' her, I'm deep in her, sleep in her
And what happens when the reaper come?
I'm just hopin' that he sends that elevator up
I made enough, I ain't make shit
So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this, nigga
Breakfast, yes! let's eat, wipe ya mouth when you finished
Then hunt for the lunch and dinner, no beginner
To the criminal activity, fuck with them they rushin' in
Like Seminoles, Indians
No bow and arrows, Harold
Just Ninas, Gina
Just choppers, Robert
Carter II: tell me how is you gon' stop a riot?
I lock and seal it up the best, I could feel it
I'm in the lead, I can pop a wheelie
Not for rookies, late bloomers stay in the womb
I'm here motherfucker make room...boom!
Young Tune, the big kahuna
It's my ocean, baby, y'all niggas is tuna
Better now than sooner
Junior fly around ya city tryna take a number 2 on ya
I ain't goin' nowhere special, I won't never leave
Shit, I'm already a legend if I ever leave
Can't get rid of me, not little me
Man I got 'em, I'mma get 'em B, I got 'em B
I'm hungry like I didn't eat
I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen
What the fuck you niggas tellin' me?
You pups can't keep up with the pedigree
Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies
Call myself settling, palm trees, Promethezine
But what's new?
Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop
Get fucked so many times 'til it's fuck you
So how you wanna do it, baby? We can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it
Money and murder, you my nigga, my jelly preserver
I'mma ride, baby, 'til the judge give me a verdict, yeah
Hear me or heard me, I get it and serve it
Cause every time I did it I hit it and hurt it, yeah
Now I kill it, the mission accomplished
The niggas abolished, the bitches astonished
Then they pay homage, when did they find it but
Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em, so
They don't forget it, I underline it and
I'm in the sky when the thunder's cryin, young'un
I been through all that I done, done what you sayin'
I put it down when the others was playin'
When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders
Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions
Quote unquote with the eighth, I'm a gorilla but lighter
Got the eye of a tiger, the heart of a fighter, yeah
Start 'em, ignite 'em, I walk through fire
Watch the flames start multiplyin', whoo, yeah
Alter a nigga, nina talk to a nigga
Take a chunk outcha body like a shark bit a nigga
I'm awkward like Cartwright, fuck with a nigga
Shot ugly but my arch right; come on dog, bark, bite
Fork in the road, I'm always going right
Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights
We can't see but we gon' make it to the finish line
It's right there, the goal line right behind the scrimmage line
Touchdown, check the scoreboard, gimme mines
Semi 9 fit me fine, hit a nigga twenty times
Dam, then one more to the face just
So they close the casket like I pay to close the case
I'm made straight Mafia shit, front line
Top rank ready to die for my shit, and the obvious shit
If I talk about my rivalry, they probably get rich
So fuck 'em, I'mma let 'em sit
And I ain't duckin' cause I'm right here, I'm just enough
I don't care who at the top of the stairs, I'm stepping up
See you fuckin up the money, baby, that ain't good business
You startin' to look like a witness and that this is
For the gangstas and the bitches, the hustlers and the hoes
Crossover, whatever, mainstream know
Cause Wayne thinks silent, Wayne'll never fold
You heard it right here if the game was ever told
Lift up ya toes and look under a rug
Trust me there's history under all that dust
So deep down in the dirty there lies us
Yeah, Cash Money Records, and I'm still up front
Stunna pop a bottle baby, peel us a blunt
Let's eat and talk about all them niggas we cut
What, you know what? Let's not fuck up our lunch
That's real shit if you ever seen such
Chuch, the mob nigga
