Sirens flashin' you know the routine,
the crime scene taped off
It started out a robbery,
they blew half his face off
cross full of diamonds he bought grindin'
His foot slip off the ladder of success
askin' niggas if they know what happened
Somehow my name end up in anything
Detectives at my mama crib,
they say they wanna question me
They put me in a lineup last time
When it come to cookin' coke,
they know I got the recipe
I turn a quarter to a half,
that's why they mess with me
I'm the neighborhood pusher,
I move packs to make stacks
A little weed, a little X,
Figure, I'll push it to the limit,
Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat
Calm, in my palm's fully loaded firearm
First to let off last to run,
Niggas be talkin' 'bout me,
they always callin' me crazy
Sayin they gon' do me somethin',
now you know that's a lie
Nigga you look at me wrong
I'm rich, I still wake up,
Queens nigga put it down like Pappy
When I say move, nigga move,
or get caught in the crossfire
cut my fuckin' hand on the barbed wire
it's just a different day it's the same shit
Hollow- tip partin' yo' head,
leave your whole fuckin' brain split
They sick, they see me in
What's the matter? They can't get
Thought they was grindin', well God damn,
Thought you was fucked up,
'cause you was lettin' paper stack
You ain't a hustler, matter fact,
I should send niggas to touch ya