We gon' go hard then get right bro
It seems simple, that's not life though
10 years later I'm all right though
Look, these nikkas act like they don't like dough
They be mad 'cause nikkas shine bright though
Look, I got a Ruger and a Bryco
But I'mma let you pick which way tonight go
I got my dough right, plus the right goal
I mean it's legal, pay taxes to them white folks
My precedures stay crackin 'til my light's low
Then when I die, blue rag around my rifle
Hunnid thousand in my coffin, that's just light dough
Play a Stevie Wonder song, smoke some flight bro
Crack a pint of Act then pour in some Sprite bro
Until that day I'm walking toward whats in my sight though
'Cause all I see is
For anyone who never see him live, or just have never seen some of these in general. These shyt's are dope as fucc. Got live instrumentation in the bacc, elevating the shyt.