to start off another lonely thought or dream
it must seem to me like another dope fiend
cause if you scream
im a let it scream
and be straight up
im a do my thing
i never lack dope
my sack and my rope
and half a ounce of coke
i dont try hard shit just falls in place
and im overcrowwed
in a comfortable space
from gram to o's half's to kilos
ill let a nigga know im not here for freetos
i want it weighed sold straight in a fat sack
cuz if it comes back to wrong
that another nigga i have to wack
all deals got to be final
that how i sell
and if its a problem
ill cut ya up like caine rails
dont ever fuck wit my shit nigga
get you ass stuck
you cant steal from me anyways
cuz im always on my way to re-up
never lookin back, on the hardest to high
the 1st nigga to try me
is the 1st nigga to die
scratches became scars
scars marked lies
if you keep ya shit straight
then nigga ya wise