Interlude

I never been to Houston but I'm screwed up
Backwoods and some weed and I'm rolling two up
If they try to stop me bitch you know I'm too up
Even if it's top 3 bitch you know I'm 2 up
Man We trying to get this money right paper stack
Cause we done stayed up plenty nights to make it back
And we gone sacrifice our rights to stay intact
I done gave up have my life to stay with rap

4 shows a week and we was rocking for the town
When you speak of us you better talk about a crown
City on our back and yo that shit was about to drown
When it came to trophies you done gave it to them clowns
Baby I'm not ignorant that's way off
I work hard and I barley take a day off
I'm really thankful just to make it to the playoffs
It really sucks to fucking turn around and lose to a pay off

I Kill these beats it's a cold case
Mask on no face
Rash on em give em no space
Rap don since 08
Brush em off like cole gate
Think I found my soul mate
Me and rap make the bag fat
You been gaining at a slow rate
Got the vision and the drive for it
Bitch I live and I die for it
Close homies try to cross me up
Now the balls up in my court
Handle nice and the 3 is clutch
Beat dope and the speakers up
Need a cup and I need a dutch
When the money come in Im a need a truck

Can I stunt for a minute
Trying to run my mouth gold fronts all up in it
I spit sick raw dog fuck a clinic
And I ain't heard a beat this hard in a minute
No cap all wave this thorough
This is something we just gave to the boroughs
We been working we don't cater to ya corals
We drop by pay respects with the florals
Black rose on ya casket
And at collection throw my cd is the basket
They say that unjust karma it come the fastest
I say the problems just go wherever the cache is