From the gutter, hear you stutter, shoot your brother and I might just shoot your mother, aim the scope, grab the rope, open it like a envelope, losing all of ya hope, I'm a kid but I ain't actin childish, some niggas scary and some niggas wildin, I got the drip know I always stay stylin, grabbing yo money finna go up and pile it, this was was a battle aint payed no attention, leave him to bleed to build up the tension, sorry sir keep forgetting to mention, your contract expired you need an extension, cmon yall just stop the tracks, counting my body finna reach the max, I'm a better rapper spitting those fax, my flow and and my bars are the skills he lacks, woah, I'm on the beat I am elite, I never cheat, he taking the heat, give yall a treat, taste ya defeat, say all these things yet again I repeat, I am the best, shooting ya chest, straight through a vest, mama bird in her nest, bullets flying all heading to west, passing the test, go to sleep go to rest, who would've guessed? your just a pest, you ain't worthy of the title, chomping down prey like a crocodile, I can get viscous I can get vile, 2 mags emptied just for me to smile, stackin the 30's money like a tower, competition stinky need to take a shower, victory's sweet your loss Is sour, I'll beat you any month, any day, and any hour.