Lyrics

[Verse 1:] Chinky eye, devilish grin, Nike check and Lauren Purple tape, waking up, hungover again That's a ritual, do it again Pack a van, niggas who want it all, sacrificial I swivel, maneuver through it Niggas talk, but they eluded, I reviewed it Cleaned up the table, then I removed it Too late for making friends now, all of my niggas fat bound Can't trust him if he talking with his head down We at the end where life starts, but that light dark I don't never want to hear you speaking about high salt you see, that's my sidewalk Got to shoot with me first tell them if they don't know, do their research What? Them niggas know well they ain't got a shit in this cold hell The players took over, the coach fell all I can say is don't tell [Refrain:] "Should've never changed " "No talk We ain't for the petty games" "Mafia style" "This is serious" "When you see me, it's real I'm just a Natural born hustler" [Verse 2:] Hated by the niggas I love Any night could be a day SWAT hit the door, lifting the rugs They ain't listen to 'cuz I was shitting in mud They made it out of the sand I took dollars and ran Put Glocks in his hands He ain't know what to do It's all love with me that's what caused me you Put the horse in his shoe he don't think he the one Go and give him the power watch him shrink 'till he done Got a sink and a gun I don't need nothing else Handouts from who? I can re-up myself I can spot me a vibe I can see what I felt Keep my body alive put me on the shelf Keep a natural high I'll be higher on life If I shoot at him now, he gon' die on sight Ain't got nothing to lose fill my cup with the booze Stuff the dust with the loud I don't run with the crowd