rock n rolla /New top rolla/ Rollin up pullin up holda/ 45 mags tennessee tags/ mufuckaz no rags /droptop 22 mags/ fresh so clean mane lookin mean ow /been awhile /success is patience u can't dictate my style /I'm not around/ a lot of fake homies become weirdos thru out da town /pillowtalkers pull ya skirt down /u kno I be on dat pitchers mound/ like doc gooden /stove turned up back kitchen /front porch got niggaz rich/ the others got missions /got missin back blocks /back alleys rogue cops/ mad disrespectful like fuckin one of stepsistaz good top /big bro damn pops/ no comprende /this went on for many many many /ace throwin jacks down /what up hit & uncle rich dude ran past him 10 swings couldn't put him down/ old age caught up/ drugs & dem streets made him lose a step we seen his younger days past him up/ he retired tho ............ New names u kno dem towns big hearts where I'm from is like where they at now unstabled we broke bread over tables fly south unfaithful block faithful most ain't tellin be grateful we was outside peepin thru dem blinds was da hateful jakes on speed dial untraceable commitin crimes on da run dem jail phones hollerin out I hate you look at ya outcome out they come u get shots if u run they chase ya down back then a price tag on ya head u can imagine they hangin heads on da wall like animals snatchin up da youth I'm from a slum where who bodies who ya name rung bells on the strength if u got juice ducefive tucked in my boots mufuckaz ain't givin back they cut you short bol got fucked over for some Irish rose & a pack of newports sounds simple they was making robberies a sport lil homie told da trustee fuck court I'm laying back down u ain't goin sit me in dat bullpen with the intentions to extort I ride the shit out he know his worth he be back on dem streets Holdin court poke his chest out a week later insinuated a riot