long live the hustle I know nipsey above us somewhere in heaven where there's guns and rose and everybody knows revenge gets reloaded put it in the chrome and see where it going probably at the nigga that took his soul when some shells go missing like some lives in jail born to be a hustler so im balling forreal making stacks of skrilla to get me some wheels , pushing down the block on them spinner wheels looking at my chopper attaching spinner wheels calling out stretchers cause them spinner wheels turning on niggas I caught a body bill people think im crazy cause I like chill over in Paris next to Paris hill doin what I did to get this deal fuckin on the scene so we keep it trill, living so large I forgot my pills used to get depicope to feel whats real n now I'm on a level that got me a deal bought a mans not a crib that's a lambo foreeal I got a cup of that red and it taste like them meds x4 with the keys to my mansion ×2 x4 I dont think you understand me with this brick in my hand they dont understand nothing when I crip walk with Ben these things I have planned were for you in thr end but we better off lying saying we was just friends cutting each other till our bodys were red , I remember these visions with you instead , I got cup of that red and it taste like em meds , my new patic new saleen got the new drip on freeze free my nigga Big Cap Cp, all we keep is honeys n 20s all about the money n muddy double up the cups n shortys, chilling in the cutt with ice cream , I got a cup of that red and it taste like them meds