Niggas can't hate me cause i want'a be free/
I was trap up in this hell abou't 100 degress/
I don't agree to all the charges that these haters brought against me/
Too much dow too much clothes but the coc I jusy don't know/
Strap everyday and everynight turn on the lights/
When i get on the stage usually i'm rocking the mic/
In the drought season a nigga would starve my weed ain't growing/
so i result to violent measures sprayin my gang on the wall/
Just a sign for telling niggas don't you come around here/
If you wan't to see your mom listen up and dissapear/
My goods my little secret always stash in the car/
Under the hood talking bou't my coc so i guess i did lie/
No time for playing games nigga time is money/
I learn that age 5 selling candy like the chocolate bunny/
Reasons for the dumbings tell me if you find out/
Till then i'll be making money, driving a lexus, playing the xbox/
Time to talk if you go against the team/
Tie you up in the chair and soak you up in gasoline/
Watch you burn in flames i frame one of my foes/
Talking bou't you was here and there they ain't what the report say so/
So you off to jail i'm off the hook this could be one good book/
But until the day i die i'll be making money fuck that other shit/