looking at my hataz..like what da fuck... lames still envy...know they want me touched... leave them boys in my hindsight...Grind mode...and my mind right..jewls glisten.. that sauce drippin... that money talking.. my Fam listening... work whippin in hells kitchen.....trap jumpin...them boys pitchin... racked up.. got my stacks up....chrome with them ladders..nigga act up... this killadelphia...2-1-5...hommie city make your soul fly...rep west p..I'm so philly...litty all threw my city...hinasee got me pissy... sour kush on dizzy...yellow got me leanin... cash addict I'm fienin....racks flowing..my wrist glowin..neck heavy.. nigga bussed Down.. I can feel the hate..hard to trust now... probably why it's hard to put guns down.. familiar...tryna rub shoulders...burner close..enemies closer... I'm dodging snakes...nigga ducking vulchers..envious cats like he shine to much...tryna peep my moves.. tryna line me up.... 3rd eye open I'm scoping...they eyes on me I'm floating...Drank in my cup..slow motion...ice in my veins no emotion.. countin blue faces...how a nigga be coping... bad lil bitch..with phat ass..nigga 5 starz... mami top me off...every time I call...everything a go...shawty getting low...that thang fitted and her girl wit it... Bad bitches...I keep those....fuck niggaz bithes let'em keep them hoes...I don't wife nuttin...but money...I don't trust nuttin but me..hated everywhere I go.. plane to die rich...nigga that's for sho.. fuck da drama..I be getting at commas... nigga need that murcialago..Ashton Martin or Diablo... couple of m's for da crib...off white..on my off days..biguetss..shinin when them broads gaze..Gucci loafers..Dior shades. sauce dripping that's self made..