's like I gotta see a thug nigga ill as me The Ill Will in me, I rep that willingly Step back enemies, death tracks feelin me Six blocks, losin my mind
Plug W-O-N Brother freak it live for this tribe Now let's ride down the highway of vibes Pushing that we start cause the soul says please Cutting back
some right now nigga And take them straight to the track (track) I've never let a bitch pimp me Trying to tell me what to do but I'mma stay O.G. Fresh
should be the one that goes slow Get a stopwatch, clock my flow Hit the button on top watch the drug drop O O dot dot O, Yaowa When I drop I go outer
get the stitching done Custom made, one of one, sold out Roxy for some months Ski mask color of a pickle just to perform Sandwitches Started back in fucking London cracker children
, boo yaa, boo yaa, what's happenin' partner? Ugh, I'm all in this track and I'm a break you off somethin' proper Cause I'm the C-O-L-D, original 187
Ortiz] I should be the one that goes slow Get a stopwatch, clock my flow Hit the button on top watch the drug drop O O dot dot O, Yaowa When I drop I
back of the train like my man in [Lahane?] packing the same Little Gat that put me back in the frame of mind to say "Fuck the Five-O" Let me explain the
involved with the law sir But a nikka will get caught with a moss burg And that jus fell on the track and song Don't get it wrong this track is my own
Just close your eyes no way to lose And I'm right there I'm going too Release control we're breaking thru Way back deep into the brain Back where there