[Verse 1: Mozzy]. I had to grind. Had a lot of money on my mind. Started off with a drawer full of dimes. Started looking for love, it was hard for me to find.
[Verse 1: Jay Rock]. Eastside, BH dub, you know about us. Get shot, or get robbed, we get dollaz. Brick of blow, flip an O, hardly sniff it though. 2 for 5 on a Friday, give and go.
There's work on the phone. Tell my mama that I might not make it home. Me and my troopers. Hoppin' in this bitch, poppin' in this bitch. Me and my troopers.
I got the drank, I got the smoke in rotation. Head on a swivel, rotation. I got the backdoor swinging, rotation. If it's war, double back and rotation.
Redemption like. We been lit. Face down, ass up, vicious (woah). . Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed. Backshots finna go down when we leave. And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah.
If you had a second chance in life, what would you do?. Would you put the pills down? Throw out the lean too?. Treat you baby mama right and make way for your kids.
Out of sight, out of mind. Feelin' like, I'm runnin' out of time. Out of sight (out of sight), out of mind. Feelin' like, I'm runnin' out of time. Out of sight (out of sight), out of mind.
Worth it. Maybe, when you go home. I don't wanna be here. Tryna fit the component. Is it worth it?. Maybe, when you go home. I don't wanna be here. Tryna fit the component.
Dear God, I wanna thank you for this big redemption. Dear God, I wanna thank you for this bad bitch I got on my side. Dear God, I wanna thank you for letting me be a real nigga.
Back in the projects. Back in the projects. I lost it all. Now I'm back in the projects. . Big shots, hardcore drugs. Everything crooked, what you thought this was?.
Yeah. Yeah. . Can I do my shiznit?. Can I be specific?. Can I chase this grip without looking too big for my bridges?. Am I too prolific?. The vision my pugilistic moods insisted.
Ay doe. This that momma we made it. This that: I ain't goin' back to them cages, them people racist. They remind me of Satan, never gave 'em a statement.
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I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you. Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you. Triggers squeeze, throw a palette, throw them thing-things with you.
[Paul Wall]. Shit shit. I'm just a skinny ass nigga. With word on my shoulders. Hard night as a motherfucker. My daddy was a solider. I'm holy never. Straight forward.
Everybody's still singing my song. Saying that the game has been on pause. Since you left, you left, so let me press play. Imma get the beats back rocking.
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Me and my niggas tryna git it, ya bish. Hit the house lick, tell me is you wit' it, ya bish. Home invasion was persuasive. From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish.
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J-A-Y Rock not Jigga. Tryna stack figures. I'm that nigga. Sitting in a parking lot, truck on sixes. Bad bitch with me, got a ass like delicious. Listen, I can paint pictures.