Gotta roll a wood of tha Indo now// as we roll up,  we roll the windows down// Just got a stack off tha quarter pound// i carry a mac, it hold a hunnit rounds// Never back down from, any you clowns// Pussy so wet, I might fuckin drown// thoughts flow with these words and this style// Gotta question what is a goon to a hound//  as soon as I get up, i get up n bake// focused on tha money yeah I'm focused on tha cake// I’m givin and im takin// all this money that i'm makin// God is who I’m thankin, for thos buds that is stankin//  It make's life better puts money in the bank//   toatin illigels while smoke on some dank // let's take a moment let's pray// Round here we fucking with tha gun play, replay the track I'm runnin it back, my bars on full attack/ Fuck an Ak I'm toatin the same old mac, Aiming at your back, click clack clack// Woops Mind went wrong I think it's time to kill// Killed so much time  theres no more time to kill// Wanna collapse but its time to build// Stack it up// i slipped so i backed it up// sack of the crack yes my hoes bag it up// Put the mac back cause you stoped akin up//why you backing up//spit so much I'm hacking up// Only 19 so I'm acting up// cappin mothafuckas acting tough// Ease my mind with little bit a pass n puff// When it comes to the green theres  is never enough// Ink on my skin, yes the Bic is my friend// Not the lighter no its the pen wit the fire, burns hot, burns a lil  brighter// On a level  that is much higher// i am the much anticipated messiah// Sentence structure Macgyver// born sinner, a methodical winner// Subliminal thought sender// food for thought leftovers thrown out the window// Of the train of thought that i had don caught//yes back it and im still on top