Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And nikkas trying to take my life away
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let nikkas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
Hommo shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason