Attention to Rab and Babylon,
the entire area with Ethiopia
It shall be said that this
shall establish the earth
Coney Allen raised me, yeah nigga
That's where I get it from
I don't need no punches right now,
shawty, I just let it run
Niggas can't fight, so they get a gun
I caught a charge, took flight,
Robbin' this one, robbin' that one
Mentality was if they come back,
while I can live out my dreams
That's what I told myself
But even back in them days,
Labels now know nothin' about real
Better get your change, nigga
cause after all that's gone,
I'm back to myself, take all the other LPs,
And smoke a blunt, and dial
2 -1 -2 F -U -C -K -Y -O -U
And smoke a blunt, and dial
2 -1 -2 F -U -C -K -Y -O -U
you gotta live what you spoke
Niggas need a little boost,
And let em hang they own self,
hey I'll give em the rope
they'll give you they choke
Just my experience and strength,
Niggas comin' out they mouth sideways
like they lived through a stroke
Every time I spit I give you a quote
why the fuck you ain't on yet?
Cause I don't hop off and on dick
And I don't need to pay DJs,
I make it legit, you bitch
Made motherfucker, yeah, I scare the ho
I did it like five years ago
Spitting 50 bars on the mixtape,
But nowadays I can crush it with only 16
put them back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial
2 -1 -2 F -U -C -K -Y -O -U
put them back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and gal
2 -1 -2, F -U -C -K -Y -O -U, all life
in the hood they learn how to sell crack and shoot dice
Soon as you get a stack, buy new ice,
fuck that, bring it back, get a new life
Some get high and some get fly,
Leaving kids and a wife asking why,
know the politics or you out
I'm the last to cry, first to laugh
All these garbage rappers
Run up in your future and
like if you go to church, you ass
Nah, nah, shit be killin' me
Fuck your life and your whole facility
not gettin' paid, auxiliary
Put em' back on the shelf,
And dial 2 -1 -2 F -U -C -K -Y -O -U