bighommiey whatup let's get it ah no need to repeat this shit at all my mission is still to live abroad I write rhymes even when eyes is closed a black kid with lessons of thought my stems strong c roots is the cause I came across when all time was blown better late at least I still made a show made guaps with all doors steel closed call me pablo only one way to be a boss never give in I grind firm till I blown my team on back coz they grip bold I won't stop till we all get to ball ofcourse, I made plans to be on board of course, my names is written on broad I light it cold, nights scared ima the goat a slim gost, shout P cuz I'm the boss with my power, I erect all the wrongs take to rights the lasts that still hold unight haves, with those sliced notes top dowg, im CJ taking all Frank scores I abort, missions with no remorse charlemagne, I seek the mercies of gods beseech Sagis, to bring down storms disengage enemies, fuck em all so all my homies, can fly back home like Easter eggs, I fry but only boil made big steps, now I got to hold the end justified, the sacrifice we sold for years we toiled, but now we store rocks and dough that's on payroll my steps are clear few years on the roll I'm already tall, but remember there's a God he saw me broke he still on my watch protects my ball as enjoy every coin my victory his too coz we forever dawgs If u snitch, u goin back to dirt soil takes me back when' I was boys then we used to play with them toys nolonger teenage now all man is grown counting racks net slowly top blowin the same way trees count gross in stock my name rings bells when they call