Pyrex & Bundles

Dope boys I lost hope for them
Streets I tried to open them
I flooded them wit crack
When the spot was built for opium
Whole sale
Half of brick
I even got quarter boys
Standing front line like corduroy's
Fentanyl opioid's
I show you how to start a carter
They cop it when it's soft
But rock it up
It make your profits larger
Keep your bottles bigger than the Competition
That's thinking smarter
Create an illusion
You cut them rocks right
The size will confuse em
I went month after month
With no koke and no connect
I met a poppy brought a scale
Was making sales before the Ject's
Many days we stayed up
To put it down that's progress
We Dru guns up on the Hill
But it ain't take us 5 steps
I had shoot outs wit my brother
Moved out from my mother
Shacked up at my sister crib
Distributing Distrokid
I was undersized
But to no surprise
The pistol big
I held that bitch wit 2 hands
Trying to take my Susan
Cut my losses
I need the best work
I only fuck wit bosses
Fuck what the cost is
We need a 10
And it's gon fucking cost us
Scared money never make money
You nigga's moving cautious
They said he got it for 40 right now
And you reviewing offers
When shit is 50
How you getting iffy
My nigga's getting busy
You calling just to see it
Like this shit ain't risky
I'm riding wit the work and the Glizzy
Guess you trying to get me jammed Up
State time state boots
Ankles in the hand cuffs
I still could move the work there
Remember this Titan i'm like Bertier
I'll fuck me a white shirt to get the perc's cleared
Son of a Pyrex
Follow this guy steps
Following my steps
I'm surrounded by muscle
I'm like biceps
I made it in then made it out
But left the money there
You putting in but taking out
So ain't no money there
Respect the hustle
You ain't getting dirty but expect to Bubble
I cook up like David Stern
No fans when the tables turn
When I was trips on I95 slipping
Paying 33 like the 95 Pippin
You was running off wit packs on the Other side pitching
Til they catch rn on the mound & let The 40cal Ripken

We had blocks but not Lego's
Wrapped up in a news paper
A nigga sold us raw dope
Then got rapped up in the news Paper
I use to fuck his daughter that's how I Met him
He could cut it to perfection
And used his daughter for protection
I ain't fucking wit no 69
Do crime and you tell
In the real word
You climb the mountain
When you fall then you fell
I had to
Get it off the scale
Bag up all the residue
Fold and tape my self
Stamp it neatly to make it credible
One thing I learned to have good you Need bad
When it's good you'll breeze past
When it's bad you'll eat last
But you still gotta move it
Cause you still got a movement
If you don't trap then you gon lose it
Then it's back to zero movement
I ain't losing I got safety net
I'm Cam ima Patriot
Tryn to tuck money
You buying them bricks from them Niggas for a buck 20
You minds well say fuck money
Cuz it ain't got the drain
You sell yo bags for 4 dollars nigga
We are not the same
You one of those dirty on the come Up nigga's
That's tryn to copy names
You selling red dog shit
Til his head all split