Transcation$

Rare
This that sophisticated ghetto shit namsayin

Money and murder you can't swap it out
Drug transactions at the Waffle House
Let me let these niggaz know just what what I'm about
I was hoppin in when niggaz had started hoppin out yea
I was born to lead never been a follower that's just not my steez
I ain't even gotta ask she drop gone drop to her knees
I ain't even gotta ask she gone swallow my seeds uh
I know a couple growers in Cali so don't come try
And to talk about no prices la daddy
I'm a felon but i act like I got license to carry
I go crazy when I put the mask on Jim Carey
Don't confuse a gangsta with a entertainer
You are not a gangsta cuz u got a banga
You are not a gangsta cuz you with a ganga niggas
Who choose to go and target a innocent stranger
No rules in the game
So if you tryna make it there
Dog don't try to play it fair
Niggas will shoot they own blood for money bitches
And drugs so who can you really trust
I don't do it for me u know I do it for us
I don't gotta reason u know I do it because
Where I'm from, niggaz is dyin young
It's considered a blessing everytime u see the sun
I prolly got capes on my lungs
Cuz I smoke more green then the leaves on trees
And my flow so sick it's like gotta disease
And my bitch so cole she could probably freeze yea
I'm the last of dyin breed
I will not pursue if she try to leave
Mama used to cry her precious eyes to sleep
I just wanna make her proud like I got a degree
I mean I tried college shit it's just not for me
I'm more focused on property like monopoly
It ain't no stoppin even if they come body me
Workin on my craft all day like pottery
This ain't Harry Potter G this is not a fantasy
Smokin on some shit that could make a patient cancer free
Grew up on the block with Travis Joe and Anthony
Eatin crawfish chillin Under the canopy

Grew up on the block with Travis Joe and Anthony
Eatin crawfish and chillin Under the canopy
Bad red shorty I'm asking she wanna dance with me
I'm a boss I see it want and then I'm buyin it
Smokin by the lake with ya girl drinkin a Heineken
Some niggaz they get lost in the lost in the sauce
Aint no findin em
Asked her if she go both way she say she fine with it
Everytime we take a trip she tell me find a friend
By this time u prolly thinkin that she studying
She textin u bout cuddlin
She in my room and suckin it
You believed that I'm her cousin you on some sucker shit
Hard to get ya feet out the streets it's like you stuck in it
It's some nice rappers but me I'm on some other shit
I ain't have no cash for clothes
I wore my brother shit
I know niggaz feelin a way they ca suck my dick
Cuz if they interrupt my shit
I put em in a puddle quick

Money and murder can't swap it out
Drug transactions at the Waffle House
Let me this niggaz know just what I'm about
I was hoppin in when niggaz had started hoppin out