chilling at the wake at the same bodies I ripped open by mistake/ high on opium with the blade/ I just wanted a steak/ mistook the guy for a cow/ accidentally took his crown/ now I run the streets with his misses on my sheets/ spoils of war from deceased/ heavy burden of responsibilities/ got to take out a rival crew/ River of cash drines grew/ problem for the crew me and you/ got to load the shotgun/ cockback and rock some/ then grab the cash while cops sit back and laugh son/ the whole system is corrupt/ like I never disrupt the law/ nawh they got their paws in money jars driving fancy cars while I'm still on my bike/ but it's good do right cos my true finances they can't recognize/