Its about time I gotta beat like this I getta stack a day at least or every G I twist Rolling jacked up living on a jeep I whip Toyo tires big pimpin on the street I grip Boppers came asking How you rhyme so well I got time to kill Mother fucker had sign his will Black out Rhinos as I strut the block Got the boppers blush in Gow I touch the on the glock Then i popped on the truck AR10 in the wind Iike its puffin on skunk what it do aye yo bro Its just nothin whats up You know its Old Hickory So Home in the Philippines Then grabbed the mic coming off the dome I see my girly smiling cuz Im popping crome she likes it when I hustle So I bought her home with my pot of gold in my ox skin robe So I jumped up in the scene just show them how These youngsters think they lit They don't own the crown it tounge in cheek not really still the dopest how Like im blowin clouds Or chopping up some coke Made so potent wow so I get the party rocking like it 99 and theres 25 lighters on my mind this time Theres 39 lines in this rhymes design Im 39 primed And its my time to shine My time to dine Every time Im on time Like my timings divine You know its Ole Hickory So Home in the Philippines Im a throw the the stone that broke philistines Im Rolling deep In tows a whole guillotine