I did two years in the pen For standing up being a man What I learn when I was in Don’t ever trust a bitch again Not even your closest kin Keep moving how you move Stacking your Dividends If you come into a road block Just get rid of the Evidence Slide to another city Find you bih that’s heaven sent Worth about ten cent But still whipping in the Benz She’ll like niggas or bitches She just like Benjamins So had to put her on in Add to the line then Made her eat friend But she did all for dem Benjamin’s