ballin to drug niggas was co-defendants/ but betrayal left dude in the dust to avoid a sentence/
holdin evidence like a journalist checks his credential/
exponential growth lost in the nozzle of the rope/hold ur throat stop spittin what u swallowed/
tommorow hollows follow precision guided bombs in the vicinity of the barn/
niggas thinkin they stackin cash as if it was cow materials/
scratchin off the numbers on the gun leavin unrecognizable serial/
number customer to hustler?/
im lost son/
cause back on the day u used to swing on bars like tarzan/lookin at a pretty girl jag 380/
different worlds to becomin drug lord bloodsports/
equivalent to death steps to a closer retirement entrapment/
left u snappin in the midsts that u left with cold sweat thinkin Mebrahtu's gonna start heat clappin