flowin thru my system like blood when u hit 'em
u become my victim die sittin naw man i aint shittin
try and come in my kitchen u'll be feelin my heat
u'll die and some dont even make it to the beat
never talk what u cant back up or u get attacked
gettin the drive by from a 'lac steal ur money stack
it aint funny mac im in and im playin the game
u tryin to say the same off of this i want the fame
get my name out so everybody knows me
make 'em wanna clothe me while they holdin me
no one is as cold as me bold as me rollin freely
parents scold me but i movin like im bowlin the sea
i got everyone against me askin stupid questions
and much 'love' for this game like 'cupid's confessions'
im crazy soon the city'll be mine like im Jay Z
when i make my cd hopefully it'll start to pay me