I took every page out my life and put it all in this rap shit And this what you get I played ball and played cards and had all of the aces Raw glass, minotaurs stashed all in the basement Ain't tell like y'all told when you caught them lil cases I kept eating, and kept secrets like my father a Mason Old custies flipped, had my name all in their statements How I never took shorts and how my corners was shaking We played Little League and knew the streets was all for the taking The OGs seen up your hunger and all of them faces Adapted quick to trap shit, it was all in my nature I watched quarter joints and half bricks fall off my razor My bitch cold, and she smoke like she a quarter Jamaican I talk numbers, all boss shit that y'all could relate with I like my Hennessy cold, you know water the chaser Twenty deep, we all up, so we ordering cases Toolies all on our waists, excuse me, pardon my gangsta 'Cause it don't get no more street unless it's part of the pavement Ayo, I used to grind to pay my momma mortgage Run the faucet, put a fork inside the pot, pray I find a fortune Next thing you know, I'm supplying bosses And denying offers, went from driving Porsches to flying saucers I done had all kinda foreigns Never got extorted, a nigga rob me? He dying for it New mop, extra clip when twenty shots support it That's enough shots to spit a sixteen and drop a chorus My last plug got deported He used to throw an extra brick on top of every block I ordered Both of my kids know that I support 'em I'm copping Jordans, they momma and they poppa both shopaholics You baller-block and my block was balling I put a phone line in your bitch name and tell her not to call it 44 six-shot revolver One bullet'll have him jumping out the chair like he not the father Huh, I'm testing crops' performance I told 'em certain plants just talk to me, it's like the Shop of Horrors My bitch said that I got to spoil her She relied on me to eat for nothing, now I got to starve her We send hoes shopping for us Not for clothes, they fix they credit and finance watches for us Used to ride in a hot Explorer Now it's two hard tops in NY and one drop in Florida I came a long way from copping quarters Got a side bitch in Tahiti that see me when I stop in Bora You talk tough, but I got the aura Of a nigga that'll come and shoot your daughter while she watching Dora Huh!