This drug zone shyt is so for real (What else?)
Long live Slick, welcome home Lord Chill
They know that my blow be the real deal, Holyfield (Blocks)
East Warren to Cadillac and I ain't talkin' no Seville
Thuggin' in the bus at Ruff and Finn in the Choke and Kill
Ran'd it up on Schoolcraft down the street from Roller Wheels (Yeah)
Thousand beans a day, hit your town with a bowl of pills
With or without the rap game, I got dope for sale
nikka disrespect the gang, send them to the Holy Grail
You gotta weigh me off the rig to never own the scale
Ghetto nikka, I love pretty bytches with ponytails (Ayy)
All my killers, standin' on the business, live from Soldier Field
Free all my guys in that federal holding cell
Started out on Gilchrist, now we packin' lunches
Catching buses on them field trips
Satchel full of trail mix (Sack up), stood up on my wheelchair
In brand new Chanel kicks, only gang member never had to do a jail stint