Late night niggas at the Shell deep

Bird out, gang signs, to the pale beast

Big guns, long clips and they well greaseBlack woman on my 20 dollar bill crease

Head shot, man down in the ville, sheesh

Enemies, M.C.′s will get swiss cheesed

Double back, 10 minutes made a big scene

Bullets start flying by a nigga, that's a sick breeze

While I′m here, take a pic please

You know legends die young, rest in peace Prince and Pimp C

From the block to the big leagues self-made millionaire, white America ain't pimp me

Don't tell me that it′s skin deep

Don′t tell me that I'm tripping only listening to my instincts

Step back for the increase

Hussle ain′t got it mapped out dough the feeling

Late night niggas, on 109th deep

Choppers out 'case a nigga tryna come creep

Bitch tripping cause I′m always in the streets

Bag of money in the Beemer on the back seat

Bitch you getting played or you playing

Broke ass niggas always running round hating see a unknown face where you from?

Is you banging, heard your name before

You that nigga making statements

So Way Out got gang of niggas in the cut pointing red dots

Lil skinny ass nigga calling all shots

They said the snitches tryna get a nigga knocked off

Fuck all cops, to a million dollar spot when I slide off

Chuck the deuce in the G when I ride off

All luxury shit for a young boss