I rushed this sucka who Said he wanted smoke Now his ass is 6 way low And turnt his homie’s Chest into a mario bro’s fire flower With a sig sauer I showed his ass he Was a scary coward Burnt his whole chest up With some high power We send you packing When catch you lacking Everywhere we go we get it Cracking like a show We pop out shots ring out we Caught the opp from the other side Had to shoot his ass dead left him In outline chalk money talks&bullshit walks But ppl talk then they get cement shoes For not paying their dues While they dead they family getting the blues You should’ve got to money not the grave.