I know one nigga
two nigga
three niggaz think they can see me
but i can name my compotion on my pinkey
the rookie of the year so dont come at me
you looking at the quickest way to fuck up your carrer, ya
you only agravating my ear
addin fuel to the fire
scattered views of a lier
its not the statements its the egos I admire
me and money go together like mosiqitos in a tire
I'm waiting on the day to see freeload and expire
I wear my outfits once you reload in your dryer
i got enough to last me, lets re-roll n get higher
I can pitch a lil change ill play ceelow till i tire
Got the, eye of the tiger, paitents of a sniper
heart of a guerilla hustle harder for the skrilla
plus im a last longer regardless cause im realer
spent the early days of my childhood around a killa, nigga!