The Effect (Radio Edit)

Just spent the week out of town, I'm on my way home
I can't relate to you bum that stay home
Muchos dolores on the way home
Watch what you say, cause if it's bout my pesos, I don't play homes

I remember calling moms on the payphone
We was running round Englewood like we was way grown
Made a killing in those troubled streets
Made it back to STL, it's gone double at least

Napalm, I burn everything in sight
Send somebody to your crib and take everything but life
In St. Louis dawg, the best thing we got is fried rice
But the gleam team gas is sitting at the right price

So potent, the pack take you back, gotta buy it twice
Nowadays you want a piece of the pie, you buy a slice
I swear to God, it's all payola
They acting like they don't see a cooking up the straight yola

Coalition is the takeover
No talent, no problem
They just give a bitch a makeover
A set of double D's and a BBL

All these abbreviations, bet the ain't even spell
Spend all that money and you mad the don't even sell
People artificial nowadays and you can't even tell
The real from the fake, the healer from the snake

Hard to tell a right decision from a big mistake
Whack don't get a pass neither
If you trash, don't ever send me beats and don't ask for features
Cause I ain't heard none of you clowns

The coalition military gunning you down
Last kid to test Napalm is up in the clouds
All y'all cats rap the same and act the same
No originality left and that's a shame

The last of a dying breed, you know the name
Yo, these wanna chill but I don't have the time
That's why I do double the work and half the time
It's Napalm, no bells and whistles

All you see is fighter pilots and the smell of missiles
This real life, not what you see on the television
Never let a distract or derail the vision
Keep pushing bro, I know it's hard to live
The little bit of love I got is hard to give

As long as you got fam, you straight
Real fam got a hundred pounds of love for every gram of hate
A billion dollar again, gotta make a plan
Money gon' make things better, but don't make the man
The struggles of life can break a man
So I stay at high altitudes, tryna find a place to land
Just hand me the money, forget shaking hands
And if it come up short, might be breaking hands

I'm headed straight for the top and they knowin
That's why everywhere I go, my name golden
That's why everywhere I go, my name buzzing

I stay running, couldn't tell you what day was it
Man, I ain't never been on vacation
I've been working hard my whole life and stay patient
People living on the street and houses stay vacant
We closer to our death every time a breath taken