I know the one nigga
two nigga
three niggaz think they can see me
but i could name my compotion on my pink
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
setting fuel to the fire
scattered views of a lyer
its not only the poeple its the egos I admire
me and money go together like mosiqitos in a tire
your waiting to the day to see refold and retire
I wear my outfits once your reloading your dryer
i got the, eye of a tiger, pactions of a sniper,
heart of a gerrilla hustle harder for the thrill
i know im a make it longer regardless cause im realer
spent the early days of my childhood around a killa, What!
